Please Love Me, Mr. George novel Chapter 923

The law firm is listed under the Kennedy Group, so it is reasonable to say that no one will come to the door to make trouble, but the dispute continued for a while, it seems that even Leon also came out, but never settled, outside is still very lively.

I couldn't sit still, so I opened the door and went to see.

Leon led a few law firm employees crowded in the corridor in front of the pantry, surrounded by the man in the middle wearing glasses and a gray plaid suit, his face was ugly, not like he was here to pick a fight, but like a disgruntled customer of the service.

"What's wrong?" I walked over to him, keeping the subdued smile the boss should have.

Hearing the sound, the crowd looked my way, the man with glasses pushed the frame on the bridge of his nose, looking obscurely at me.

Leon came to my side, whispering, "the customer dispute is the Whaley family, Mr. Kennedy instructed, we just do business, do not blatantly offend those families for the time being, I would have liked to kindly dismiss, but he said nothing to go, said to the Bar Association to complain about us. "

I looked up at the man with the glasses and nodded my head to indicate that I knew.

"It seems that here, you are in charge?" The man with the glasses asked with a sober face.

"Yes." I smiled and pointed sideways in the direction of the office, "What does this gentleman have to do why don't you go inside and talk, I have other clients here, no need to influence each other."

The enemy of my enemy is my friend. I'd like to see what this guy is playing at when he finds the Kennedy family's place.

The man with the glasses sniffed and thought for a moment, then lifted his feet and walked towards my room.

Just after sitting down, the man with glasses opened his mouth first, "Since you've left me behind, that means your firm is ready to take on my case, right?"

He sat across from me with folded legs, his hands crossed in his lap, his thumbs alternating in circles in a bored manner, looking at the temperament, and not like ordinary people.

With my eyes downcast in thought, I acted extraordinarily calm, "What is this gentleman's name?"

"Bradley Tyrell," the man with the glasses said.

Bradley is very straightforward, "So much nonsense, when do we talk about the lawsuit ah, your law firm is not deceptive, right?"

Me, "......"