The Lawyer’s Lie Chapter 10

The Lawyer’s Lie Chapter 10

The moment the lead officer finished speaking, the entire law firm fell silent.

Julian’s assistant froze, then blurted out instinctively, “Is there some mistake? How could Mr. Grant possibly do something like that?”

The lead officer simply handed over the summons and repeated, “Please come with us.”

Julian was stunned for only a second before he quickly regained his composure.

But when his gaze landed on the complainant line, he froze completely.

It was Clara Bennett.

His assistant leaned over for a look, and his face changed instantly.

“Clara filed the report? Mr. Grant, you didn’t show favoritism to anyone! Noah was already sentenced to

death. How could this be obstruction of justice? Clara has gone too far!”

The officer said nothing. He only looked at Julian, a trace of irony in his eyes.

Julian did not notice. All he could think was that her retrial petition had been approved, and then she had

filed a complaint against him.

A nameless anger surged inside him.

She could never understand him.

Julian put the summons away, his gaze darkening as he cut off his assistant. “Let’s go.”

As the group walked out, the assistant could not help rambling to the officers.

“Everyone in D.C.’s legal circles saw how much Mr. Grant sacrificed for this case. For Clara’s sake, he even

took such a filthy case. Now she’s turning around and reporting him. It’s heartbreaking.”

Julian closed his eyes, opened them again, and frowned in irritation. In the end, he took out his phone and

called the psychiatric facility.

Someone answered on the other end. “M-Mr. Grant…”

“How is she?” Julian asked.

The person paused and stammered, “Do you mean Ms. Bennett?”

The irritation in Julian’s chest suddenly turned into unease.

“Yes. Where is she?”

“Ms. Bennett left a few days ago,” the person said, their voice growing lower, “She didn’t complete the

discharge process. She just left.”

Julian tightened his grip on the phone. “What about Wendy?”

“Ms. Wells was taken by court officers. They said she needed to appear in court.”

Julian still wanted to ask more, but the officer beside him spoke first.

“Mr. Grant, you don’t need to ask. Clara Bennett is at the courthouse right now.”

When the police car stopped outside the courthouse, a crowd had already gathered at the entrance.

Julian got out and immediately saw Wendy.

She ran toward him, her eyes red as she bit her lower lip.

“Julian, you’re finally here! Why is Clara doing this? You’ve done so much for her, and now she’s falsely

accusing you?”

Julian did not answer. He only looked toward the courthouse doors.

“Julian, you don’t know this, but when she was at the facility, she kept resisting treatment. She never tried to

get better. She doesn’t want to make things easier for you at all, and now she’s trying to hurt you!”

Wendy kept talking, and the inexplicable irritation in Julian’s chest grew stronger.

What exactly was Clara trying to do?

Why had she not said a word to him?

Then Clara walked toward him.

The moment Julian saw her, all that irritation suddenly dissolved.

She had truly lost a great deal of weight.

But Clara ignored him. As she moved past him, Julian grabbed her wrist.

“What exactly are you trying to do?” His voice was no longer calm. A faint anger threaded through it.

Clara lifted her eyes to him, but her gaze was as flat as if she were looking at a stranger. She quickly shook

off his hand and continued forward.

“You’ll know soon enough, the great Mr. Grant.”