Chapter 306: Mr. Lara Took The Case


    Chapter 306: Mr. Lara Took the Case


    H. D. Law Firm was one of the most well-known privatew firms apart from NIGHTBREEZE. It


    ranks first in terms of annual revenue. In terms of win rate, NIGHTBREEZE may have the upper


    hand, but the firm primarily serves a high-end clientele with a lower case volume. While


    NIGHTBREEZE may excel, most people can''t afford theirwyers.


    Now, this shy young man imed to have had a showdown with Asher, the founder of H. D. Law


    Firm and dean of the Law School of Capital University.


    Zechariah considered himself a "cultured" person and usually refrained from being confrontational


    in front of the camera, but hearing this young man''s bragging pushed his limits.


    "Nowadays, young people really open my eyes. They have limited abilities but aim high and waste a


    lot of valuable resources."


    By saying this, Zechariah was insinuating that Omari, who had little ability but unted himself, was


    wasting educational resources.


    To earn aw license was no small feat in Che. It was one of the most challenging certificates to


    obtain. Tens of millions of students participate in the exam each year, with a passing rate of less


    than 30%.


    Being mocked, Omari didn''t retort. He gracefully retracted his hand, even "epted" the lessons


    from Zechariah, and nodded.


    "Sure, senior, I''ll remember. Please, don''t hold back on me."


    Because, I won''t hold back on you either.ConTEent bel0ngs to N?v(e)lD/rama(.)Org .


    His voice sounded exceptionally clear and melodious. Hisughter was soothing and made your


    ears tingle.


    Zechariah thought that Omari''s apparent concession was an act of "showing weakness." He raised


    his nostrils and sneered softly, "Rest assured, young man. Respecting your opponent is also a


    virtue."


    "How brilliant, Mr. Lara. He actually said he''s your opponent," Cheyenne lightly smiled and patted


    her hand, producing a sound like silver bells.


    Zechariah felt insulted by herment but was about to respond when the time reached 2:30 PM.


    The court began.


    Zechariah adjusted his sses, clutched his folder, and walked into the courtroom.


    Peyton followed closely behind.


    Graeme, who walked at the rear, identally stumbled on a step. His parents thought it was


    embarrassing and didn''t want to attend, so he came to support Peyton on his own.


    The Mathews family was a prestigious one. How could such a scandal make headlines?


    Unfortunately, Graeme, being a young and headstrong man, solely focused on winning this case


    andpletely disregarded the potential negative impact this news might have on thepany.


    On the very day, the Mathews Group''s stocks dropped by three percentage points. If they won the


    case today, that would be good, but if not, the news spreading could cause another sharp drop in


    their stocks, erasing any recovery they''d managed.


    This all came down to a small matter involving Peyton. The Mathews family chose to stay silent in


    the midst of this issue. Only Graeme apanied Peyton to court.


    As an essential witness, Timothy was also called into the courtroom.


    The presiding judge, wearing a ck robe and sporting a conspicuous silver-white curly wig, took


    his seat in the center. On either side were other judges serving as jurors, as well as a young,


    beautiful, and fast-typing court clerk.


    At the start of the trial, both the intiff and defendant took their ces. Cheyenne, Reece, and


    Eddie sat in the audience section as they could not record or take pictures without the judge''s


    permission. After the court clerk announced the rules, she dered the "debate" had begun.


    First, the intiff introduced herself. Kate stood up boldly and greeted the judges and the audience


    with a bow. Then it was the defendant''s turn, Peyton. Compared to Kate, who was naturally


    fearless, Peyton appeared quite nervous when she began to speak.


    Her representative, Attorney Zechariah, stepped in smoothly. "My client, being here for the first time


    in such a situation, is naturally a bit anxious. Allow me to speak on her behalf."


    With these words, Zechariah quickly recounted the case using his own words. But in his version of


    the story, Peyton drugging Kate turned into something even Peyton herself wouldn''t recognize as an


    aphrodisiac.


    Peyton herself was suffering from severe depression, which caused her to have severe insomnia at


    night. Therefore, her doctor had prescribed medication with mild sedative effects.


    At the same time, Zechariah took out a prescription for this medication,plete with the doctor''s


    signature.


    Cheyenne was all too familiar with the name on it: Jase Terry. How does he keep getting involved?


    First, he dyed proceedings, almost causing Eddie''s demise, and now he''s presenting fake


    prescription forms. How many secrets does this man hold?


    It''s time to have a serious talk with Jonathan and find out how many people like Jase Terry, those


    without professional ethics and prone to misconduct, are hiding in his hospital.


    The subsequent statement was more efficient. Zechariah argued that Peyton had undressed Kate in


    the corridor only because she was intoxicated and people tend to vomit when they''ve had too much


    to drink. Peyton was just concerned about Kate''s clothes getting dirty.


    In the courtroom, there was a tranquil atmosphere with only the court clerk typing away on the


    keyboard. The sound of the keys was particrly clear.


    "Is there anything else you''d like to add or rify, intiff?" the judge inquired.


    Omari stood up, his well-defined fingers elegantly smoothing the wrinkles on his suit as he


    introduced himself. "Good afternoon, Your Honors. My name is Omari Lara, an attorney from


    NIGHTBREEZE Law Firm and the spokesperson for the intiff, Kate." While he spoke, he


    produced hiswyer''s license from his breast pocket.


    As soon as he heard the word "NIGHTBREEZE," the skin on the first judge''s face couldn''t help but


    twitch, and upon hearing "Omari Lara", he almost dropped his sses. He shivered, looking


    incredulously at the other apanying judges.


    "What... How did Mr. Lara suddenly take on a case?" one of them whispered.


    "I don''t know, and it''s just a very small case, with plenty of evidence."


    "My goodness, hurry... get a photographer; this is going to be a shining moment for Akloit Court!"


    While the case might be small, the reputation attached to Omari was enormous. If other courts


    found out that Mr. Lara himself had appeared at their court, it would undoubtedly be a highlight in


    his annual performance assessment. Even official media ounts would gain more followers


    because of this.


    At the same time, Zechariah was left stunned. He made several mistakes in his subsequent


    remarks. He couldn''t believe that this ostentatious young man was none other than the renowned


    topwyer, Omari!