NovelXXXChapter 1325 When Peanut hopped in the car, he clicked his seatbelt on.
The first the rode in this car, he was scared out of his mind, but he didn't wanna get left behind, so he sucked it up. Now, he was chill.
Peanut had been crashing with Walter for three days, and the cops had already knocked on the door six times. Freya must've spilled something to them, making the cops all nosy about it. The court hearing was in two weeks, and it looked like there was no way out for Freya and Getty.
Freya had thrown in the towel. After finding out Walter hadn't ditched Peanut, she got even more bummed out, just counting down the days till she went back to the slammer. Three days before the hearing, a lawyer showed up outta nowhere to get the lowdown on what went down.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtFreya stared at the lawyer across from her, still kinda dazed. She didn't think anyone would cto help her. "Hey, Ms. Kennedy. I'm a legal aid lawyer, last nLong. I'm taking over your case," the lawyer said with a friendly smile.
Freya looked at him, puzzled. "Who sent you?" Martin Long said, "I already told you, it's legal aid. No one sent me." Freya wasn't buying it. With Getty's current mess, no law firm would help her without someone pulling strings.
"I got no money," Freya said.
"I'm free," Martin replied.
Freya eyed Martin, her gaze full of doubt.
Martin said, "We don't have much time. Can you tellwhat happened that night?" Freya pressed her lips together, feeling super conflicted.
It felt like the universe was always messing with her. Every tshe was about to give up, it threw her a bone. She thought of Peanut.
She wanted to see Peanut grow up, to see him happy. No matter who sent the lawyer, she couldn't just give up. So she spilled everything to Martin.
Quinn had been sprung from the hospital a few days ago. She was hnow, with Abigail watching her like a hawk, not letting her go to work.
She had no choice but to work from home. She had just gotten a grip on the company's business and was scared that if she slacked off, all her hard work would go down the drain. Abigail filled her in on Freya's situation. "Who do you think got her a lawyer?" "I dunno, maybe the court," Quinn answered.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmAbigail scoffed, "This ain't a death penalty case. Why would the court get her a lawyer? Besides, isn't she married? She has a husband. It doesn't add up." Quinn paused her file flipping and looked up at Abigail.
Abigail's jaw dropped. "Could it be... Walter?" "It's definitely not me," Quinn said.
Abigail found it interesting. "So what's Walter's deal? He feels bad for Freya and still has a thing for her?"
Quinn glanced at her, saying, "You're overthinking it. Walter doesn't have a heart. I think he just doesn't wanna be stuck with Peanut, so he wants Freya out to take the kid back." "Why?" Abigail asked, confused.
"The cops visit every few days. He's done so much shady stuff. Whom knows when the cops might dig up dirt on his other crimes?" Quinn explained. Abigail nodded knowingly and said, "Guilty conscience." Quinn couldn't say if Walter had a guilty conscience. If he did, he wouldn't be so reckless in his bad deeds.
Abigail took the file from her hand. "Alright, stop reading and go to sleep."
Quinn stared at her empty hand for a moment, then reached back to grab the file. Lefinish this, then I'll sleep." "Stop reading and go to sleep," Abigail said firmly.
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