NIGHTBREEZE Law Firm.
Omari had been away in Onistead for two or three months, and upon his return to Akloit, he couldn't help but visit the law firm to check on the recent business situation.
In the conference room, his elite lawyers were eagerly reporting their successes over the past two to three months.
Each of them spoke passionately.
One lawyer said, "The grapevines from my neighbor's house grew into the next yard. Two old ladies in their seventies had a violent altercation over a bunch of grapes because the neighbor spit out the grape skins after eating them..."
Omari rested his chin on his hand, deep in thought without saying a word.
Another lawyer said, "Mr. Lara, my case is much more sophisticated than his. It involves a migrant worker whose boss withheld his wages. As a result, the worker got involved with the boss's wife. The boss's wife handed over all her finances to him, and now the boss wants the money back, but the wife claims it as her dowry and asserts her right to it."
Omari opened his mouth to speak but hesitated and held back his words.
"Mr. Lara, their cases are child's play compared to what I recently took on. A 14-year-old boy was punished to stand in the playground for handing in his homework late. Coincidentally, he ran into a classmate who attempted to commit suicide by jumping off a building. Unfortunately, he was hit on the head by his classmate's fall and suffered a concussion. The suicide attempt failed, but..."
"That's enough!"
Omari couldn't bear it any longer and stood up, his eyes scanning around like the king of the forest overlooking his territory, exuding an overwhelming aura.
The joyful atmosphere instantly quieted down, and everyone lowered their heads, afraid to make a sound.
Then, Omari's voice, filled with resentment, echoed above, as if grinding his teeth, "Please pay attention to the image of our law firm. We are an internationally renowned firm. Do you know what international means? Look at the cases you are taking on!"
One lawyer felt a little frustrated and asked softly, "Mr. Lara, what exactly constitutes an international case?"
Omari was momentarily speechless.
At that moment, another lawyer exclaimed, excitedly showing her phone to everyone.
"Look, Mr. Foley publicly confessed his love for Miss Lawrence, Mr. Lara's goddess!"
The romantic confession scene was playing on TikTok.
Thud.
The table inexplicably collapsed, and Mr. Lara unintentionally stepped on the phone screen.
In an instant, it shattered into a spider web.
She had just used a month's salary to buy the newest iPhone.
The elegant Mr. Lara stooped down gracefully, took out a white handkerchief from his pocket with a touch of cleanliness, wrapped it around the broken phone, and picked it up.
With a serious and solemn tone, he explained, "For example, if your phone's screen is accidentally damaged from a fall, and you've had it for less than seven days, according to the principles, you should be able to exchange it without reason. However, the store refuses, claiming it as deliberate damage. This falls under accidental harm. You can sue Apple for poor after-sales service, but because Apple is a foreign company, this turns into an international case."
"Well, does anyone still have questions?"
Everyone immediately covered their phones, nodding uniformly, "Understood!"
Only Lawyer A burst into tears on the spot; what a painfully enlightening realization!
Underground parking lot.
Omari kicked his hand into his pocket, while holding a cellphone with the other hand.
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