She Became Rich After Divorce

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 private law 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 their lawyers.

Now, this flashy young man claimed 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 flaunted himself, was wasting educational resources.

To earn a law license was no small feat in Chulae. 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 "accepted" 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.

His voice sounded exceptionally clear and melodious. His laughter 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." This is from NôvelDrama.Org.

"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 her comment but was about to respond when the time reached 2:30 PM.

The court began.

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

Peyton followed closely behind.

Graeme, who walked at the rear, accidentally 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 and completely disregarded the potential negative impact this news might have on the company.

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 accompanied Peyton to court.

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

The presiding judge, wearing a black 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 plaintiff and defendant took their places. 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 declared the "debate" had begun.

First, the plaintiff 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, complete 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 delayed 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 particularly clear.

"Is there anything else you'd like to add or clarify, plaintiff?" 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 plaintiff, Kate." While he spoke, he produced his lawyer'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 glasses. He shivered, looking incredulously at the other accompanying 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 accounts 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 top lawyer, Omari!