SWNOVELS Chapter 149
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The next day, Deborah arrived with Caroline at the designated place to sign the pardon and free her 'poor
parents.
"Be careful, Debbie, there are steps here," Caroline said, holding Deborah's hand as they entered the place. [Thanks for coming with me, Carrie.]
"Are you kidding? I wouldn't miss this. You know I love drama," she whispered, making Deborah laugh. When they reached the door of the office Cameron had indicated, they saw a woman sitting at a desk next to it.
"Good morning, we have an appointment," said Caroline
"Good morning, under whose name is the appointment?"
Caroline looked at Deborah, who shook her head. "Well, I'm not sure under what name it was registered, but we're looking for lawyer Cameron Palmer, he's the one who scheduled this meeting."
"Oh... the pardon practice," the secretary said, confusing the girls a bit. "Sure, while I notify him of your arrival, you can take a seat."
"Thank you," Caroline said, helping Deborah sit in the nearest chair and noticing the expressions on her face. "Is it heavy yet?"
[Somewhat; he grows more each day, and sometimes in the mornings, it's quite active with his little kicks. I Deborah smiled while rubbing her belly.
"Aw... it seems like he's going to be very mischievous. By the way, can I tell you something?"
[Tell me.]
"The other night, Christian told me that once your trial is over, he wants to go on a romantic weekend to the beach."
That's great, you both deserve a break.]
"But he also suggested that we start working on having a baby," Caroline said flirtatiously, blushing a little.
[In that case, James will soon have a playmate.]
"Wow... Debbie, don't say it like that; you're making me blush... but yes, we both feel ready to take that next step in our marriage."
[Congratulations, and as you said, the important thing is that you're both on board with this.]
"Yeah, you see, after we got married, we took some time while Christian established his own office. Now we have a nice house instead of an apartment, and I'm also earning my own money.. so we feel financially stable enough to bring a baby into the world." [Congratulations, I know you were also anxious about the motherhood topic.]
"Yes, and-"
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"Excuse me." The girls looked at the secretary. "You can go in now."
"Oh, thank you," Caroline said, standing up and helping Deborah by offering her hand for support as the latter got up and walked.
Upon opening the office door, they saw the lawyer seated and talking to a young redhead, who stopped speaking when they entered.
"You're quite punctual," Cameron said sarcastically, standing up and turning to look at Deborah. Noticing she had company, he frowned. "And who are you?"
"A friend," Caroline said, annoyed.
"Tch... so you're using your poor parents' money to pay someone like this to be your interpreter?"
"What...?" Caroline frowned at the way she was addressed.
[Carrie, stay calm, don't fall for his game.] Deborah held her friend back before pulling out a notebook and pen to write. [She's my friend, so don't offend her like that.] "I guess I forgot to mention that you were supposed to come alone or there's no deal."
[It's difficult for me to walk right now, so I need help.]
The man made a face, looking disdainfully at Deborah's body. "Next time, use a cane or crutches. That's what people like you generally use to get around."
Caroline was about to respond, but Deborah took her hand, signaling her to stop while shaking her head.
"Ahem... well, how about we skip this and focus on why you're here?" A redhead said, drawing everyone's
attention.
"Hey, kid, and who are you? Are you the apprentice of this guy or what?" Caroline asked, noticing he seemed younger than them.
"What kind of question is that? He's Judge Hunter," Cameron said.
Isn't a judge supposed to be at least 30 years old?] Deborah wrote while raising an eyebrow.
"That's why you're both ignorant. Judge Hunter is special because he's the youngest in history, having earned his title due to his vast knowledge."
Both women looked at the younger man with suspicion, it was a huge lie. Caroline, being the wife of a lawyer, knew that if a private practice didn't work out, her husband would continue studying to become a judge, which required a certain age and completing all necessary studies and official recognition to practice law. "That's right, I'm a very special judge," Hunter said, trying to sound confident.
"Well, stop questioning things you don't understand," Cameron started, somewhat exasperated. "Now, come and sign the papers."
Deborah just made a grimace as she approached the desk to take the papers.
"Deborah."
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"Excuse me." The girls looked at the secretary. "You can go in now."
"Oh, thank you," Caroline said, standing up and helping Deborah by offering her hand for support as the latter got up and walked.
Upon opening the office door, they saw the lawyer seated and talking to a young redhead, who stopped speaking when they entered.
"You're quite punctual," Cameron said sarcastically, standing up and turning to look at Deborah. Noticing she had company, he frowned. "And who are you?"
"A friend," Caroline said, annoyed
"Tch... so you're using your poor parents' money to pay someone like this to be your interpreter?"
"What...?" Caroline frowned at the way she was addressed.
[Carrie, stay calm, don't fall for his game.] Deborah held her friend back before pulling out a notebook and pen to write. [She's my friend, so don't offend her like that.] "I guess I forgot to mention that you were supposed to come alone or there's no deal."
It's difficult for me to walk right now, so I need help.]
The man made a face, looking disdainfully at Deborah's body. "Next time, use a cane or crutches. That's what people like you generally use to get around."
Caroline was about to respond, but Deborah took her hand, signaling her to stop while shaking her head.
"Ahem... well, how about we skip this and focus on why you're here? A redhead said, drawing everyone's
attention.
"Hey, kid, and who are you? Are you the apprentice of this guy or what?" Caroline asked, noticing he seemed younger than them.
"What kind of question is that? He's Judge Hunter," Cameron said.
[Isn't a judge supposed to be at least 30 years old?] Deborah wrote while raising an eyebrow.
"That's why you're both ignorant. Judge Hunter is special because he's the youngest in history, having earned his title due to his vast knowledge."
Both women looked at the younger man with suspicion it was a huge lie. Caroline, being the wife of a lawyer, knew that if a private practice didn't work out, her husband would continue studying to become a judge, which required a certain age and completing all necessary studies and official recognition to practice law.
"That's right, I'm a very special judge," Hunter said, trying to sound confident.
"Well, stop questioning things you don't understand," Cameron started, somewhat exasperated. "Now, come and sign the papers."
Deborah just made a grimace as she approached the desk to take the papers.
"Deborah
[Calm down.] Deborah wrote while smiling, turning to take the documents to read them. But Cameron Immediately snatched them from her hands. [What's wrong with you?]
"I told you to sign, not to read."
[And why can't I read it?]
""Just sign."
[First, I'm going to read it.]
"Mr. Palmer..." Hunter looked a bit nervous, glancing intently at the time on his wristwatch.
"Tch... fine, read it... but hurry up, and don't think I'm going to explain what you don't understand," he said, handing it over grudgingly.
Deborah rolled her eyes because the man was really testing her patience, but she knew she had to endure
a bit more.
When she took the papers, she saw several pages, which was unusual. On reading, she found that the first page was the supposed pardon, but the text explained that she was forgiving her "parents" because she had made a serious mistake attacking them in such an impulsive way due to her mental state. She looked up and saw the arrogant smile of the man, as he continued to treat her like a fool, regardless of the importance of the matter.
She then started reading the other pages. The second page was a power of attorney granting Frederick and Vanessa the authority to claim and manage all her fortune; the third page was a letter where she renounced all her assets to benefit the two murderers. 'So this is the trick.... unfortunately, things don't work that way' Deborah thought, smirking.