“I heard Attorney Wentworth doesn’t take on cases easily, but five years ago he suddenly agreed to defend me. I admit, I’ve always been curious about that.”
Briony’s heart skipped a beat, but she kept her expression calm. “Honestly, I barely know him. My advisor introduced us back then, and Attorney Wentworth only agreed to help as a personal favor to my mentor.”
Julia nodded in understanding. “I see. Well, now that I’m finally out, I was thinking we could pick up a thank-you gift and visit him in person to express our gratitude.”
Briony panicked and blurted out, “That’s really not necessary!”
Julia looked puzzled. “Why not?”
Briony scrambled for an excuse. “I already sent something, and my advisor mentioned that Attorney Wentworth doesn’t like to be disturbed by people outside his circle.”
Julia nodded. “Oh, well, if that’s the case, never mind then.”
Relieved, Briony said her goodbyes to Julia and headed to City Hall.
—
10:30 a.m.
Briony had been waiting inside City Hall for nearly two hours.
Stewart still hadn’t shown up.
She’d called him three times, but each call went unanswered.
Her patience was running thin.
Just as she was about to call him a fourth time, her phone finally rang—Stewart was calling.
She picked up immediately, her tone sharp with irritation. “Stewart, are you coming or not?”
“I’m at the hospital,” Stewart replied coolly. “Irwin’s throwing a fit and insists on seeing you. He won’t calm down. You should come here.”
“It’s already half past ten. Can’t you come over so we can finalize the divorce—”
Click.
He’d hung up on her.
Briony stared at her phone, so angry she could barely breathe.
After a moment’s thought, she decided to go to the hospital herself.
If Stewart wouldn’t come, she’d just have to drag him out in person.
—
Outside Irwin’s hospital room, Briony knocked gently.
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