Chapter 792
Sun really hadn’t expected to walk away empty-handed.
His face darkened as he locked eyes with Lyndon, suddenly sizing him up with a new kind of respect. So this was one of Questlaw’s protégés. In just two years, the kid had come so far.
For Sun, a tie wasn’t a win by any means, but it was enough. Letty’s family wouldn’t face the worst if things stayed this way… unless Lyndon managed to dig up something game-changing.
“The court will recess now,” the judge finally announced, rubbing his temples. The lawyers had been at each other’s throats, and the tension was giving everyone a headache.
As both legal teams filed out, they crossed paths in the corridor. Sun shoved his hands in his pockets, his voice edged with sarcasm. “Lyndon. Long time.”
“It has been,” Lyndon said, holding his head high and meeting Sun’s gaze without flinching. “The last time we met was in court, a year ago. You were up against my mentor… and you lost, remember?”
Sun’s face tightened, his jaw clenching.
Lyndon caught the reaction and let out a little laugh, pretending to backtrack. “Sorry, I guess I shouldn’t bring up old wounds… It’s been a while.”
Sun’s glare deepened. “Time really does change things. Maybe next time I’ll get another shot at your mentor.”
“I’m sure you will,” Lyndon replied, lips curling into a confident smile. He turned away, motioning for Stella to follow.
Watching them leave, Sun’s assistant leaned in, puzzled. “What did he mean by that?”
Sun didn’t answer right away. A slow, cold smile crept across his face. “Let’s just hope I don’t cross paths with Questlaw again. Otherwise…”
He’d make sure to settle every score, old and new.
***
In the waiting room, Charlotte was glued to her laptop, flipping through fresh evidence and keeping an eye on courtroom updates.
“Even though we kept Sun from getting the upper hand, a tie isn’t great for us,” she said quietly.
The worst part was, Letty might just walk away with probation.
“I know,” Charlotte replied, sliding a bottle of lemonade toward Stella and nodding. “I’ll take the next round.”
Lyndon exhaled, visibly relieved. If Questlaw was stepping in, the case was as good
as won.
Fifteen minutes later, the trial was back in session.
Sun’s team had regrouped, shuffling through their evidence and zeroing in on what they thought were flaws in the other side’s argument. Confidence radiated from
em-they were sure victory was within reach.
“Relax, this part won’t take long,” Sun
said, lounging back with his arms
folded. He stared at the empty chairs across from him, a smug smirk playing on his lips. “Think there too scared to come back? Maybe they couldn’t find a way out.
His assistant grinned. “Wouldn’t be surprising.”
Lyndon hadn’t made much progress earlier. If they came up empty again, Sun’s side would have it in the bag.
Just as their confidence peaked, footsteps echoed from the entrance.
Everyone turned at once. Lyndon led the way, Stella trailing behind him… but what caught everyone off guard was the girl walking right behind Stella, her face half-covered! mask.
by a
Sun’s assistant froze, eyes wide. “Sun, is that… Questlaw?”
Sun was in the middle of taking a sip of tea. At the mention of that name, his hand
shook so badly he almost spilled it. Who?
He looked up, saw her face, and shot out of his chair.
Questlaw.