My Doting Husband

Chapter 55 Ivan's Parents

After a while, she turned over, sat up on the big bed, took the phone to her eyes, found Sean's number in the address book, and edited a text message.

“Happy New Year!”

Emma didn't expect him to reply after she texted such a message. After sending the message out, she lay back on the bed and fell asleep in a daze after a while.

Emma didn't sleep well. She didn't have a quilt on her body. She felt cold and hot, and her belly hurt from time to time.

Even in this case, she was having a dream.

In her dream, she went back to the fall of her 17 years old.

Another city far away from L City had been raining heavily for three consecutive days. She stood alone in the lobby of the airport. In order to prevent the check in her bag from getting wet, she waited all night before she dared to walk out.

There was an elevated highway outside the airport. The taxi driver refused to driver under the elevated highway because there was already full of stagnant water. It was too risky to drive past.

In order to catch up with the first bus early in the morning, Emma exhausted all her energy to get the ticket. Content bel0ngs to Nôvel(D)r/a/ma.Org.

When she arrived at the center of R City, Emma got into a taxi and went straight to Ivan's home.

Ivan's parents' house was still there, but they had already been taken away by the police.

Emma stood for a while. When the dwindling rain suddenly became heavy again, she could only turn around and leave...

In a McDonald, Emma waited for the person she wanted to see.

The person put his umbrella away before entering, but his trousers and shoes were still soaking wet.

The man sat opposite her, looked at her immature face, and was speechless for a moment.

Emma pretended to be calm and ordered a drink for the man, but she swallowed first nervously.

"Are you?" The man looked at her puzzledly.

Emma did not answer his question, but lowered her head and put the well-preserved check in her bag on the table and pushed it to his eyes.

The man lowered his head and glanced at the check. The amount showed 8 million. He was a little surprised.

Emma looked at him earnestly, her face pale and her lips still trembling.

She said, "Lawyer Harrell, please save Marshall Barnes and his wife..."

Hearing this, Harrell's face sank. He stared at Emma in surprise. After a long time, he asked, "Who are you?"

Emma lowered her head, biting her lip without speaking.

Harrell no longer glanced at the check on the table. He got up to leave.

Emma grabbed his wrist from behind. Some tears welled up into her big eyes. The look in her eyes was heartwarming and distressing.

Harrell stopped, sighed, and sat back on his seat, clenching his hands on the table.

He said, "It's not that I don't save them. This matter is too involved and there is no possibility of winning the case."

Emma didn't care about this. Her little white hand stretched out across the table, grabbing his arm tightly, fearing that he would suddenly leave.

"Lawyer Harrell, I know that only you dare to take this case, and only you can save them. If you think that the money is not enough, you can offer a price. I will pay as much as you want. I have the money..."

Emma didn't want to give up this only opportunity. Before coming to R City, she had learned about Harrell's information in advance.

Although he was about 25 years old, he was a new star among so many young lawyers, and also a weird guy.

He himself only accepted difficult cases, especially those that seemed to have no chance of winning. As long as he accepted the case, he would win the case without exception, so he had become famous.

As his fame had risen, more and more people had invited him. In recent years, his price in the legal world had also risen, even outrageously.

Emma was worried that he thought the money was not enough. But if the problem was really that the money was not enough, maybe there was still the chance. She could go back to the Powell family. The worst situation was that she went to beg her grandpa and uncle. She didn't believe that she couldn't afford to pay.

Harrell looked at Emma who was so sincere. Finally, he sighed, and said, "Little girl, although I don't know what you have to do with Marshall Barnes and his wife, I can tell you that even if Marshall Barnes can escape the death penalty, he still has to be punished. Since you are willing to pay such a high price to defend him, I would like to know, how much do you know about the Barnes family?"

Emma saw that Harrell was willing to sit down and talk to herself about this matter. She saw some hope.

She let go of Harrell's hand and whispered, "To be honest, I don't know much."

Harrell seemed to have expected the answer a long time ago, reluctantly retracted his gaze, and nodded.

"Marshall Barnes's crime is not simply about bribery. To put it bluntly, the invitation for bids was a trap, just waiting for them to get in and then to arrest them. Those who can be targeted by the senior officials naturally committed big crimes. If it’s just about this, maybe I can try..."

Emma's eyes brightened, "Then why are you still refusing to take the case?"

Harrell looked up at Emma again. Maybe Emma was special, which made him unable to say the words to refuse, or maybe he paid too much attention to this matter, so he was unwilling to give it up.

"I said, this is just one aspect of it. Now this matter has risen to another level. Do you know how many people died in the amusement park inhalational dust poisoning incident 7 years ago?"

Emma was shocked. She was still young 7 years ago, but she still had an impression of this incident. At that time, the media had reported extensively, so she knew the deaths of more than 20 people who died after being rescued.

Emma's face turned pale in an instant. She raised her head in disbelief and looked at Harrell, "But what does this matter have to do with Marshall Barnes?"

Seeing Emma's innocence, Harrell sighed and pushed the check back in front of her, "I can only say that. I think you should understand..."

When Harrell picked up the umbrella and went out, the rain outside had stopped.

Emma, whose clothes were still wet, ran out, and stretched out her slender arm to block his way.

Harrell frowned.

Emma's face was pale, but her eyes were very firm. She said, "If Lewis, Officer Brown, asked me to come to you, would you still refuse?"

The sudden ringtone of the phone awakened Emma from her dream.

Emma opened her eyes. It took her a long time to get the phone.

There was a message, and it was from Sean.

Emma came to her senses quickly. She couldn't help feeling a little excited.

She clicked on the text message, with a hint of excitement on her face. The content was only two words, “Thank you!”

Emma was a little discouraged. She was biting her nails and thinking about this person was really dull. She could even imagine how serious his face would be when he texted this message.