Annabel's POV

My lawyer had little influence in today's case. I could not entirely blame him. Since I was not able to prove my location before I arrived at London, Scott gained the upper hand.

Outside the court house, my lawyer stopped me.

"Mrs Natalia, I fear things are not turning in the right direction for us. I-"

Myron grabbed his collar angrily, cutting his statement short.

"Is this the job you do after getting paid? Huh?!"

I held Myron's arm, "Myron, let him go. It is not his fault."

"It is his damn fault! He damn read the law so surely he could have found something to say! Something...