🔶Caspian Gray-27, lawyer

(Studying for a lawyer is between 5 and 7 years)

Lionel's 3-5-6-9

🔶Dion Wilson-28, business man, millionaire

(From a rich family and started business young)

🔶Ira Pierce-34, Dion's uncle- from mom's side

(1.Dion's mom-oldest-46

2.Sister-43

3.Sister-40

4.Brother- 36

5.Ira-youngest-34)

🔶Asa Cohen-29, Caspian's step brother from mom's side

( Not blood related. Caspian's mom is divorced and dating Asa's dad for some years now.)

Note: people in their late 20's and early 30's are not old. If anyone's thinking that. Sometimes readers are triggered if they see characters over like ... 27☠️Not you doing like life ends when you are 30. Damn. Old to me is 65+ so, chille, anyGays. Let them have romance 👹.

🔶Orson- Caspian's Neighbor and friend

🔶Reggie-Dion's assistant

🔶Osvaldo Finnegan-owner of the company that hired Caspian

🔶Scott-dion's lawyer

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I look at the rose on my counter. No, he's still an asshole.

We all know he did those frauds but we just didn't have evidence.

I wonder how many people are on the freedom because there wasn't enough evidence.

Anyway, I'm moving on. The judge said he's innocent and i will respect it.

I don't even care to be honest. I did my best, i have my money and it's doesn't involve me anymore.

But why is he apologizing? I thought he's too narcissistic to even realize there are other people around him.

Well, I'm more pissed at Asa. For flirting with his assistant and giving him my address.

If he wants to fuck him, fine. Don't involve me.

What if he finds me and kills me now? I don't feel comfortable about that.

Okay, that was over reacting but he still shouldn't know my address.

We shouldn't even be in contact.

-

Orson is in front the flat petting a stray cat.

"They can have diseases you know." I tell him.

"I know. I just feel sad. She is so lonely and dirty.

I think i should take her to my place."

I sigh. "I mean , ... If you like cats.

She doesn't seem to have an owner "

Orson picks up the cat. "are you going to the court?"

"I just have easy cases now. Nothing to bother talking about." I nod at him.

"Buy you are a good lawyer. I know it."

"What do you do anyway?" I never asked,"if it's not a secret."

"Me? Oh, I'm a barista in a night club. They give you more money at night and ...if you have a costume on.

I like it." He smiles innocently.

I just blink. "Night club? Well, i wouldn't have guessed but I'm not judging."

I can't imagine Orson in any club. Or night club. Are there strippers? And what costume is he talking about?

"Yeah, they pay me a lot. Plus i get money from the men who find me hot.

If you even need to borrow some or ...you know, get a job, let me know."

"S-sure, thanks. So, that's why I always meet you.

You are going there when i sleep."

"Yeah, i work from eight to four a.m.

Then usually sleep till eleven and have the afternoon free. I like it this way." He smiles.

"I'm taking the cat to me. If you want to go pet her some time, you can."

"Yeah, why not. I'm going to the city now, so ..."

"Sure, I'll i just be here." He nods.

Who would guess that for Orson?

But who am I to judge. Asa is selling me for buckets of flowers and I can barely get a normal case.

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I buy the news papers on my way.

Reads the article. I smile to myself. Not so tough now Mr. Wilson.