Mystery Bride's Revenge (Selina)

Chapter 25

Malcolm was a total game-changer. He started Liberty Law Firm from scratch, and even though the other lawyers in Muzik tried to shut him down, he kept winning case after case. Now, everyone who used to give him the cold shoulder was kissing up to him, hoping he'd

take their Toughest cases. Word on the street was that Liberty Law Firm was booked solid for three years.

Sara never saw Malcolm's face since he was always in Mumzik, and she had zero run-ins with the guy. It blew her mind that Malcolm had ties to Selina and had flown all the way from Mumzik to Sokovis just to help Selina with a lawsuit.

"Look, Mrs. Harvey, Bobby Nash, Sara's lawyer, said, throwing out that hint before he took off, "you should probably seule this thing before it goes

to court

Quinton caught up with Sara and the spilled the beans. "Him?! How did Selina pull in a bag fish like Malcolm

"Honey, what do we do? We can't let Manuel get thrown in jail and dragged through the mud over this!"

Quinton looked serious. He peeked back at the restaurant and said, "Honey, stay cool. We'll figure something out. Let's roll!"

Selina walked Malcolm to his hotel.

lawyer nearly wet himself when he heard my

Malcolm!" Selina

Lydia was

out. "Hey, what

Lydia and Malcolm Grinning from ear to ear,

toward the Brady manor, a bright yellow Lamborghini Aventador pulled up next to

yelled over, all chill and casual with one hand on the wheel. He sounded like ice as he chatted through the rolled-down window, "Nice Bugatti Veyron Mr. Brady booked you up with, but it takes skill to drive, not just a sweet ride. You're practically wasting

'Did I miss something before I left the house today! I'm supposed to be happy hanging with Malcolm and Lydia just having a blast. And

Manuel's your brother and you're treating him

rolled up her window. Stepping hard on the gas, her Bugatti Veyron left Caleb eating dust vanishing down the

hide it. In his mind, no way could Selina be a real Harvey, not the sister of Ashley, and definitely not someone who deserved a dream car like the Bugatti Veyron, something Caleb couldn't even touch. He floored his Lamborghini, trying to keep up with her

ice-cold, barely throwing him a look, hit the gas, jerked the wheel right. Whoosht She flew

the dust. As a hotshot heir with a big

and blocking Caleb at every turn, keeping it safe and making

a sixth sense- she knew every move he was gonna make. Caleb, who was a

him in a split second, he lifted his foot off the gas-braking was too risky-and held