Chapter 273


    “Sure,e find me after you hang up.”


    ra settled onto a secluded couch. Her fingers tapped away a message to Ian on her phone.


    Before long, a man with a hint of mischief and sporting blue stud earrings sat down beside her. His


    smile broadened as he caught ra’s gaze. “Attorney ra, do you mind if I join you?”


    ra lifted her eyes, and her expression was ice. “What brings you here, Mr. Julius?”


    This man was Julius, the notorious second son of the Tulie family, and a yboy whose conquests,


    rumor had it, could circle the entire perimeter of Northbridge.


    Julius raised a ss. His lips curled in a smirk. “I have a case I’d like to discuss with Attorney ra.


    When might you have a moment to chat?”


    Without hesitation, ra was firm. “I’m off the clock. My office, Monday morning.”


    “ying hard to get, are we, Attorney ra? Otherwyers are tripping over themselves to take this


    case. It’s the Tulie family inheritance dispute — could be worth millions in fees. Doesn’t that pique


    your interest?”


    ra took a nonchnt sip from her drink. Her voice was as cool as the ss in her hand. “I’m not


    short on cases, nor cash.”


    Her words left Julius hanging.


    As he observed her serene face, his interest intensified, and his eyes narrowed with calction. He


    made small talk for a bit longer before taking his leave.


    Just then, a waiter approached ra with a beaming smile. “Miss, your drink seems to be running


    low. Care for another?”


    Without looking up, ra replied indifferently, “Thank you.” The waiter ced a cocktail before her


    and quietly retreated.


    The ballroom remained abuzz with life, yet ra’s corner was an ind of solitude. As the night


    deepened, her eyelids grew heavy, and the drink was halfway finished. As she rose to find Christy


    and head home, dizziness struck; her head nearly collided with the coffee table. It was then she


    realized the world had gone blurry; nothing was clear. Her limbs felt heavy, powerless.


    She fumbled for her phone, intent on calling Christy, when a familiar voice reached her ears.


    “Attorney ra, feeling unwell? Let me help you rest a bit.”


    The voice was familiar, yet her eyes couldn’t discern his face. Strong-willed, ra pushed the figure


    away, mumbling, “I’m looking for Mrs. Hicks.”


    “Of course. I know where she is. Let me assist you to her.”


    Without resisting, ra followed. Through the crowd, into the elevator, she queried, “Why isn’t she


    here yet? Are you deceiving me?”


    Heidi, dressed as a maid, couldn’t hide her smugness. She thought, “After tonight, Ian will never


    want you again, ra.”


    The thought of tomorrow’s scandalous headlines had Heidi practically vibrating with excitement.


    She guided ra out of the elevator, down the hall to a private room.


    Heidi fished out a key card, swung the door open, but as she turned to usher ra in, a sudden,


    sharp pain exploded in her lower back.


    Stumbling forward, Heidi fell into the arms of a man. His sinisterugh echoed in her ear.Exclusive ? material by N?(/v)elDrama.Org.