Mr. Kane Got Blacklisted by Eleven Jewell

Marshall spoke slowly, "Now, I'm no longer shocked at the cases I hear. The darkness in people has no limit. It's all just human nature. What could be scarier or worse than humans? We often insult people by saying they're vultures, snakes, pigs, or dogs, but if those animals could speak, they would say that being human makes us worse.”

Kayla was stunned. It was then that the anger she felt for her friend dissipated.

Following that, Marshall asked more questions related to the case. Kayla was only inquiring on behalf of someone else, so she wasn't clear about some details. With Marshall's consent, she passed his number to her friend. Finally, she asked, “Mr. Moore, do you think my friend could win this case?”

“This person has copied the book title, characters, and story structure from the original text and claims it's only a rewrite. This goes beyond conventional plagiarism—it's a clear case of copyright infringement. The next steps depend on your friend's goals. Does she want a simple apology or pursue compensation for the damages?”

“The profit she earned is dirty money. Since she's so stubborn, arrogantly flaunting her actions online, it's time to take legal action. Serve the subpoena directly to her residence and let all her family and friends see what kind of person she truly is! After a successful lawsuit, the charitable causes.”

Marshall nodded. "Got it.”

watched as Marshall lowered his eyes and used his phone. His facial features were handsome under the restaurant lights. He was her type. Unfortunately, his heart belonged to someone

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direct. Marshall finally looked at her and asked, “Is something wrong,