Chapter 629

“This is the proof of formalities required for prison visits." Brayden directly showed the proofs and documents he had prepared before and held them up in front of the prison guards.

After seeing the word Cody, the prison guard couldn't help frowning. Cody was still in a coma... if someone found it out...

He sneered, "I'm sorry, unconvicted prisoners are not allowed to be visited. Except for his lawyer, no one is allowed to meet him." "Really?" Sylvia raised her eyebrows, looking at the prison guard's smug face with a stern look.

This prison guard did not look like a righteous person but a villain. Franklin noticed the title badge on the prison guard's chest: Sheriff. This kind of trash was actually the sheriff of the prison guards?

His intuition told him that this guy was bad.

His cold gaze fell on the sheriff's face, and then, he took out a lawyer's certificate from out of nowhere and held it up to the sheriff, "I am Franklin, Cody's lawyer. These are my assistants. Can I take them in for a visit now?"

Franklin was a lawyer?

Sylvia glanced at Brayden, who didn't look very surprised.

It seemed that she was the only one kept in the dark?

When did Franklin become a lawyer?

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in the prison

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a room, the prison guard said blankly, "Please wait

lawyer? Or is this certificate fake?" Sylvia raised her eyebrows and looked at the man in front

was smooth, and his dark

when I know your new identities." Sylvia curled her lips, and glanced at him awkwardly, "Well, you also hid your other identity from

similar and destined to meet," Brayden said with an undertone. "So don't blame Franklin for

a few people in the upper-class circles, most people didn't know about

the legal circle because of a real estate case years

no intention of taking on cases

was only because his relationship with the Wright Family was

couldn't help but feel moved deep down

have

a prison cell somewhere, a middle-aged man shivered and curled up in bed in one corner of the room despite being covered by a blanket. Even though he felt very cold, his cheeks continued to turn

him sat up and touched his forehead before whispering, "Cody, you

tried forcefully pulling Cody out of bed but had worked

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