Nonetheless, Xavier cleared his throat and explained in his best professional manner, “Assault carries a sentence of no less than three years imprisonment, detention or public surveillance. But how this applies to Megan…”

He paused and looked at Debbie.

“Debbie, if you want, you could probably have her locked up…” Megan went as white as the sheets she lay on, “If you decide press charges, that is,” he added. Of course what Megan had done wasn’t really that serious. But she pissed Debbie off. And now, that was the wrong move.

“Three years?’ It reminded Megan of what happened with the hit-and-run car accident three years ago.

Panic-stricken, she began to pant, her face drained of all color. In no time, her breathing became faster and faster.

“Carlos, stop staring at me. Take care of Megan. She’s going into shock. Call the nurse,” Debbie reminded Carlos coolly.

That was when everyone else finally realized that Megan had difficulty breathing. Carlos hastily pressed the nurse-call button to summon help.

“Megan, you okay?” he asked with concern.

Wincing in pain, Megan curled up in the bed and stuttered, don’t want to… go to jail…”

The doctors came in and gave Megan some first-aid treatment, and got her oxygen. Then, they wheeled her to the emergency room.

After that, Carlos glared at Debbie, who was idly leaning against the wall.

“You’ve gone too far this time.”

“Too far? Like three years ago? You don’t get a say in this, old man

I’m filing charges,” Debbie insisted. It had been three years, but

Megan hadn’t changed at all. She still was queen of the malicious bitches. Debbie aimed to knock the crown from her head.

“Xavier, do you seriously condone her behavior?” Carlos looked at

Xavier with his dark eyes. The Lawyer seemed to have a magic to make people forget his existence when he didn’t speak.

“I’ll be straight with you,” Xavier started, in answer to Carlos’ question.

“You have amnesia, so you don*t remember how you used to spoil her. I’m just doing my job. It just so happens I’m also a friend of hers. Oh, and Piggy’s godfather,” he added, giving Carlos a mysterious smile.

Carlos couldn’t think of a thing to say, as he took all that in.

Debbie sighed helplessly and wondered, ‘Does everyone know Carlos? They act Like friends. What a coincidence

Yates, Xavier…Even Ivan told me last time that he Liked Carlos.

Why didn’t they tell me this before I came back here?”

Stephanie fixed her eyes on Debbie, lost in her own thoughts. ‘I hate to admit it, but she’s good. And she’s assembled the best. Her uncle

Curtis, the president of some college. Yates, the boss of a secret organization of Askor. Xavier, top Lawyer in Mipburg. Ivan, the CEO of

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