It was Mr. Gafford, a lawyer at the firm. There was someone with him, presumably a client.Mr. Gafford immediately noticed Iris' flustered demeanor.'Why is she so flustered?' he thought. Then, he recalled the rumors circulating within the firm about Iris' relationship with Jason. A spark of curiosity ignited in his eyes.Could the rumors be true?"What's wrong, Miss Glover?" Mr. Gafford asked probingly.Iris quickly adjusted her expression, trying to appear composed.Jason, in his usual cold and indifferent demeanor, asked, "How can I help you, Mr. Gafford?"Mr. Gafford turned to Jason. Upon seeing his icy expression, the gossip fire in his eyes was instantly doused."I have something to discuss with you," he quickly explained."Come in, then," Jason instructed, walking over to the couch and taking a seat. He cast a fleeting glance at Mr. Gafford, a look that seemed to exert an invisible pressure. His mere presence felt oppressive, like a mountain quietly asserting its domina
"Where to?""The Floral Market."Iris remembered Professor Sandler had asked Yvonne to buy him a potted plant. Now that he was retired and staying at home, she thought he must be quite bored. She decided to buy some plants for him to take care of.Upon arriving at the Floral Market, she was greeted by a vibrant scene filled with neatly arranged stalls selling an array of flowers, plants, and even pets like parrots, cats, dogs, and goldfish.Her gaze landed on two pearlscale goldfish with round bodies and large, expressive eyes. They were incredibly cute, and she couldn't help stopping to admire them."Are these fish easy to raise?" Iris asked the shopkeeper."Yes, they are," the shopkeeper replied.After a moment of consideration, she decided, "I'll take two, please. I want this yellow one and this red one. Also, I need an aquarium and fish food.""Which aquarium would you like?" the shopkeeper asked."This one," she pointed to a fish bowl."Alright." The shopkeeper filled th
Noticing Iris coming back in, Professor Sandler pretended to observe the fish."Shall I make dinner, Prof?" she asked. Professor Sandler lived alone. His family wanted to hire a maid for him, but he refused because he did not like having a stranger in the house. Therefore, he usually cooked for himself. His specialty dish was spaghetti."No, no, let's eat out. Dinner's on me," Professor Sandler replied. "I usually eat late, so we'll go later. Oh, I almost forgot, I need to grab something from the small shop downstairs."With that, he left, but not before instructing Iris, "You guys can eat the chestnut cakes.""I'll go get it for you, Prof," she offered.Professor Sandler waved his hand dismissively. "You don't know what it is. Just stay here and wait for me. Oh, and keep Jason company. He's usually busy so he doesn't visit often. Please entertain him for me."Iris couldn't refuse Professor Sandler's request, so she nodded and said, "Okay."After he closed the door, Iris pondere
Professor Sandler must touch the photo often, as the edges of the photo frame had become smooth – they were traces that had accumulated over time.A hint of envy flickered in Iris' eyes.This must be what true love looked like.Not everyone was lucky enough to find true love. Some people, like herself, found scumbags instead.Jason noticed the emotions swirling in Iris' eyes and pursed his lips. "Do you still believe in love?" he asked.Iris decisively shook her head. "No."Iris thought love was not a suitable topic for discussion with Jason, so she changed the subject with a smile. "I can't believe you came to see Prof today too. What a coincidence.""Yes, what a coincidence," Jason agreed, holding onto his glass of water.Just then, the door opened, and Professor Sandler came in empty-handed.Iris asked, "Prof, where's the thing you went downstairs to get?"Professor Sandler seemed to have forgotten about his excuse for going out, so he had returned empty-handed.However,
Speaking of work, Iris stood up to express her gratitude. "Professor Sandler, I know Mr. Just only took me under his wing because of you. I'd like to offer you a toast as a token of my respect, even though it's not wine." She toasted Professor Sandler, then emptied her glass in one go.Professor Sandler waved his hand with a smile. "No need to thank me. You should thank Jason instead. He never mentors people, but he's willing to mentor you because he sees your potential. Just make sure you work hard and don't let him down, or me for that matter." He emphasized the last part.Iris turned to Jason, but still evaded his eyes. "Thank you, Mr. Just. I'll raise a toast to you as well." She refilled her glass and held it up with both hands.However, Jason stopped her from drinking. "Don't worry about it. If you drink so much water, your stomach will be too full for dinner."Professor Sandler laughed heartily, his deep voice filling the room. He turned to Jason. "She's quite clever, isn't
Professor Sandler was taken aback at first, but then smiled knowingly, patting Jason on the shoulder. His silence conveyed a multitude of unspoken words.It seemed like he was worried for naught. Jason had his own plans and was perfectly capable of taking the initiative. There was no need for him to play matchmaker."I look forward to hearing good news from you," Professor Sandler said, his expression filled with expectations.Iris glanced between Professor Sandler and Jason, feeling a bit confused about their exchange."Alright, you two should head home. Drive safe," Professor Sandler said before closing the door behind them."Let's go," Jason said."Okay," Iris replied.They headed down the stairs, since the old building didn't have an elevator.The motion sensor lights illuminated their path, casting long shadows on the walls as they walked.…During the drive home, neither of them spoke, so the car was quiet."Mr. Just, although Professor Sandler is my teacher, I see him
Iris' eyes brightened. "I'm not going."For her, work was the highest priority; everything else could wait.Jason pursed his lips, but upon closer inspection, one would see a subtle smile tugging at the corners.Iris was unaware of that. She was busy texting Yvonne: [Yvonne, I’m sorry, I can’t make it. There's a case I have to handle.]Yvonne replied with a [?], then followed up with [Okay.]The nature of being a lawyer meant there were no fixed hours, and Yvonne understood this. "I'll hang out with Denise then."Iris noted that they were already on a first-name basis. They must be getting pretty close.Iris knew Yvonne well. Denise must have invested a lot of money through her.She smiled and put her phone away as the car arrived at her apartment complex.Jason stepped out. "Follow me.""Alright," Iris replied....In Jason's house, he handed her a case file. Though he received many cases, he would only take on some of them. The minor cases posed no challenge to him, s
Based on what's written on the case file, the situation may constitute a level one minor injury or possibly a level two serious injury, with the client charged for aggravated battery. This was very disadvantageous for her divorce proceedings. Additionally, the police also charged all the assaulters for group fighting based on the victims' statements.Jason leaned back in his chair. "Share your thoughts."After a moment of contemplation, Iris replied, "Based on what's written here, the charge of group fighting may not hold up. I’m considering a two-step approach."Jason listened intently as Iris continued, "What the client wants is a divorce and as much marital asset as possible, but the aggravated battery charge complicates her position regarding property division. I propose we first address the battery charge. If she can get her husband to settle, we can then proceed with the divorce. Even though it’s one case, we can split it into two.""What if the husband refuses to settle?" Ja
"Okay. Good night, Mr. Just," Iris said."See you tomorrow," he said."See you tomorrow."…Iris was jolted awake the next morning by her phone ringing. Groggy, she reached for it. "Hello...""My husband changed his mind. He refuses to settle or drop the case now."The client's voice sounded anxious.Iris was instantly wide awake.Why would he change his mind overnight? She was going to handle all the procedures today to avoid further complications too."What happened?" Iris sat up, rubbing her eyes. "Take your time and explain in detail.""I don't know either. He just messaged me saying he regrets signing the settlement agreement and he won't drop the case. But he already signed the agreement. He can't change his mind anymore, right?" The client still held a glimmer of hope.Iris replied, "He can still change his mind."Under normal circumstances, changing one's mind after signing would be difficult. However, since she had half-tricked him into signing the agreement, if
Iris nodded helplessly. "You shouldn't have answered the phone." She felt a headache coming.She wasn't blaming Jason; it's just impossible to explain to her mother now.Since Jason answered her phone this late at night, her mother naturally assumed that Jason had been with her all evening.That was indeed the case today, but it wasn't in the way her parents thought."I can go meet your parents with you," Jason offered.Iris was surprised. Huh?Does he even know what he's saying?"Do you know who my mom thinks you are?" she asked.How could he suggest that without knowing anything?"She thinks I'm your boyfriend, right?" Jason smirked mischievously. "If you don't take me to see them, they'll definitely ask you even more questions. Wouldn't that be troublesome for you?""Besides," he added, "We worked so well together earlier. We're very in sync, right?"Iris was speechless."Actually, all I have to do is explain to them...""What if they set you up on a blind date?" Jaso
After hanging up, as Jason was about to leave the car, he heard a phone ringing. He traced the sound to Iris' phone lying on the passenger seat. She had left her phone in his car.Picking it up, he noticed "Mother" displayed on the screen and smiled, recalling the enthusiastic woman he had met the other day. It seemed he had a reason to look for Iris now.He exited the car and took the elevator to the ground floor, then headed to the building across the street.While waiting for the elevator in Iris' building, Iris' phone rang again. Jason wondered if he should answer. Iris' mother was calling repeatedly in the middle of the night, so there might be an emergency. After some hesitation, he decided to answer.Before he could speak, Cassie's voice came through the line. "Iris, happy birthday! Your dad and I are so busy today that I only have time to call you now. When are you free to visit us for dinner? Call me before you come; we'll skip work that day and stay home to spend the
Stanley was furious. He felt as if all the blood in his body was flowing to his head. If he had held onto any hope before, it was gone now. He realized that Iris was genuinely leaving him and had no intention of returning to his side.No!He could not accept that!Inside the car, Iris fastened her seatbelt, unfazed by Stanley's roar. Jason glanced at her, noticing her calm demeanor, and a slight smile tugged at the corners of his lips.He started the engine, and the car roared to life. He turned the steering wheel and pressed the gas pedal, and they drove away .Once they had left Riverside Pier, Iris said, "Thank you for acting with me."Jason's grip on the steering wheel tightened. "Don't you think we have great chemistry?"Iris considered this for a moment. "Indeed. I always thought you were a very serious person. I didn't expect you to...""To what?" he asked, glancing at her.Iris brushed her hair. "Just now, when you called me 'babe', I got goosebumps. I can't believ
"I'll take you home," Jason offered.Iris nodded. Stanley couldn't stand it any more. Disregarding how bad it made him look, he rushed forward and grabbed Iris' wrist. "Iris..."Iris turned around, her expression cold. "Can I help you, Mr. Stein?"Her tone was icy, causing a pang in Stanley's chest. "H-happy birthday." His voice was hoarse. "Iris, I made a mistake. Let's get back together..."Jason instinctively tightened his grip on Iris' shoulder.Iris sneered, tilting her head with eyes full of coldness. "Since you wished me a happy birthday, let me make a wish: I hope you never appear before me again. I hope my wish will come true.""Iris," Stanley's voice cracked with emotion.Iris raised her eyebrows and said fiercely, "Let go of my hand!"Instead of releasing her, Stanley tightened his grip, the veins in his hand bulging.That hurt Iris' arm."Mr. Stein," Jason interjected, prying Stanley's hand away. "Stop bothering her. This is unbecoming of you.""She's my wife
On the shore, Yvonne urged Iris to leave.The other yacht was drawing closer to the dock, and if Iris lingered any longer, she would inevitably run into Stanley. It had truly been an unlucky day for Yvonne. Nothing was going smoothly. First came Jason, an unexpected guest, and now came Stanley, a harbinger of bad luck."Iris, why is the day of your birth so unlucky?" Yvonne complained. Iris looked perplexed. Right then, the other yacht docked. Henry was the first to jump off. He hurried over to Yvonne. "Hey! You're here too? Why didn’t you call me to join you? We could have come together."Yvonne glanced at the three women who followed him down from the yacht. All of them were flaunting their legs, their skirts barely covering their bottoms, and their cleavages were on full display with their low necklines. Yvonne scoffed, "Come together? That would have ruined your fun.""C'mon, I'm not serious with them," Henry replied. He approached Yvonne and reached for her sleeve. "
Actually, it wasn't that the parents absolutely couldn't afford to raise her, it was more because they wanted a son, but with the family planning policy, they couldn't afford the payment to give birth to one more child, so they left the girl to be raised by the grandparents.The little girl passed away without ever having been registered in the household registration; she was considered undocumented. Getting her registered would require money the family simply didn't have. Or, perhaps, they felt that it wasn't necessary since she was just a girl.The girl's aunt – her uncle's wife, who also lived with the girl's grandparents – was unhappy because there was suddenly an extra mouth to feed. The aunt treated the girl very poorly. According to neighbors, the girl was often beaten and denied food. The grandparents didn't dare speak up, fearing they would upset their daughter-in-law.According to the villagers, the aunt had attacked the girl that day because the girl had stolen some bread
Jason remarked, "In this world, there is no such thing as absolute fairness."He thought Iris' view was still overly idealistic. There was a large gap between the things taught in law school and the cases that happened in the real world. Sometimes, bending the rules was necessary to achieve certain objectives, not just for the sake of making things fairer. The world has never been fair, no matter in which country.Iris fell silent. She knew that the world had never truly been fair. Many individuals were constrained by circumstances from the moment they were born. Some emerged from impoverished rural areas, needing relentless perseverance to change their fates, while others were born into wealth and luxury, their starting point already an unattainable goal for many. How could this not be seen as unfair? Fairness was absent from the moment of one's birth.Yet, wasn't her initial aspiration to study law rooted in the pursuit of fairness? If not, what was the point of law?"Mr. Just,
His now wide open collar revealed his sexy, slender neck. His Adam's apple moved as he spoke, his voice slightly hoarse, "Are you really okay?"Iris nodded, avoiding his gaze; she didn't dare meet his eyes directly. His gaze felt too affectionate. Earlier, he mentioned that she resembled the love of his life. Maybe he saw her as a substitute for his unrequited love?Yes, it must be so; otherwise, he wouldn't have looked at her with that kind of expression.Phew~She assured herself that Jason couldn't possibly have feelings for someone like her. It was fortunate she had realized this in time, avoiding any presumptuous thoughts. She felt relieved that she hadn't embarrassed herself in front of him."Um..." Just then, Denise approached, intending to inform them that Yvonne wanted to leave. Upon reaching the sun deck, she immediately spotted Jason hugging Iris.She realized she was intruding.Quietly, she turned to leave.However, Iris had seen her. "Denise," Iris called out