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Walter's eyes revealed a hint of innocence. Lisa had gone through a nightmare. No matter how many years had passed, there was no way the pain in her heart could be soothed.

Shandra knew that.

Yvette had faced clients with such intense emotions before. She attempted to comfort Lisa, saying, "Ms. Clayton, we understand how you feel..."

Before she could finish her sentence, Lisa launched into a barrage of verbal abuse. "What do you know? Do you even understand the agony of seeing your loved ones pass away? Or the pain of being cursed and mocked after losing a husband and child? Do you understand the sudden disasters that have befallen my life and how difficult these past few years have been for me? Can you understand that?”

Yvette stood there, stunned.

"My husband used to have a decent job. My family wasn't wealthy, but we were comfortable. Now, look at the kind of life I've been living. That foreigner harmed my daughter. Not only did that heartless boss of my husband slander him, but he also made us pay a large sum of money. I'm currently living in a rundown apartment where the roof leaks when it rains. And yet, the landlord refuses to repair it. Every time it rains, I have to use a basin to catch the water. Have you ever experienced such days? If you haven't, don't tell me you understand my feelings!" Lisa's voice trembled with anger as her eyes turned red.

The people around them were all watching them.

Everyone in this small town knew who Lisa was because of the discussions on the internet, so no one came forward to help Yvette.

Yvette stood there, her face turning red from Lisa's barrage of words. Even though she was not the villain, it still managed to make her cheeks flush with embarrassment.

Although a lawyer's profession did not place them on a moral high ground to help people, and they were just acting according to the law, Lisa's accusations were completely justified.

Yvette felt like she was an unforgivable criminal at this moment.

However, she could not say anything.

As Shandra watched what happened, she had no choice but to say to Walter, "We have some questions to ask the person involved."

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of doing things. Even though her client was in the wrong and she was being verbally attacked right now, she could still calmly attempt to communicate

clues that would benefit

of his thin lips curved up slightly higher as he said,

at him. Even though he said they were finished, he

Long, your presence here is against the rules," Shandra coldly

remark, "You're defending that foreigner, and it's against the rules for you to interact with me. Perhaps you're intentionally planning to make mistakes in court and get that scum sentenced to even more years? If that's the case, I'm willing to cooperate with you. Otherwise, please

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meet the criteria for the death penalty. Hence, no matter what, Matysh would only

interpreter standing beside them reluctantly conveyed Lisa's message verbatim to

gaze turned even more menacing. If this woman were in Russia, the

mentally prepared for the involved party's emotions

follows regulations. Everything is done according to the law. Ms. Clayton, you may choose

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tolerate what Lisa said to her in front of

the door of the milk

beautiful face turned cold as ice. She stood there, looking at Walter

to

meet her, making Shandra suspicious that he did it on purpose. The anger on her face was subtly visible

broke up with Walter, they had been at odds with each

cases only fueled her growing sense of

today was unlikely to succeed. As she saw Shandra standing there tall and straight, she could not help but suggest, "Ms. Cullen, why don't we go

and the possibility of not being able to finish everything Shandra wanted to do in one day before coming here. That was why