Lawyer And Boss Miras
Enemy in a Blanket?

Day by day passed. Jay is increasingly active in the shop aunt Kim, he also began to comfortably cook noodles every day.

Meanwhile, Dara, starting to be curious about the Betrice case. Even though it had been a few weeks, the questions still rained down on his mind.

Today, Dara even decides to visit Betrice in prison. But, he did not invite Noah to avoid unwanted things.

Just imagine if Betrice was really a murderer, Dara was afraid that Noah's safety would be threatened.

The African-American woman appeared with handcuffs attached to her hands. There was a glass that separated him from the visitor. The woman sat right in front of Dara. A friendly smile spread across his face. The same smile, a smile that used to often greet Dara when dropping off and picking up Noah at daycare.

"I didn't expect anyone would come to see an assassin like me" Betrice chuckled.

Dara's sad face did not fulfill that hardness. He then answered. "How are you, Betrice?" ask Dara.

Betrice laughs. "Have you just asked me how I am?" tanyakanya. Tears seemed to well up, but Betrice held him back as much as she could.

"I'm good. Other prisoners are afraid of me because of the image of the killer" he said.

"Why did you do it?" ask Dara.

Betrice fell silent. He now avoided Dara's gaze.

"Take me, Betrice."

"You're not my lawyer or judge. I don't think you have the right to ask that" Betrice replied.

"Do I have to be your lawyer first so I can know what's really going on?" ask Dara.

Betrice was speechless, she just turned her face the other way. "It looks like the visiting hours are up" he said, who then moved from his seat to leave.

"Betrice, wait! I know you need time to calm down and tell me everything. I promise I will always come to visit" said Dara.

Betrice took a quick glance at it. "Thank you" he said before his figure was completely lost from behind the door.

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Dara has not received any word from the court office. Although he did not receive clarity on whether the case would continue or not, he remained busy collecting evidence that he could use in the next trial.

Some of the workers he met seemed indifferent and indifferent to him. They said Dara's efforts were futile. The woman began to get frustrated. It is true that he will not become rich even though solving this case, which is a burden for him is the disappointment of the workers he must bear as well.

After returning from the office, Dara finds Jay and Noah asleep in the room. He came back very late today. Those deep faces seemed to make Dara forget her burden for a moment.

He sat down beside the mattress and stroked the son's hair. Jay who realizes the existence of Dara was awakened.

"Why just got home?" ask Jay. Actually he overslept because of fatigue.

Lately he also did not have to worry even though Dara came home late at night. The people sent by Chris said he took turns to keep an eye on the place and ensure Dara's safety.

"I was visiting some Won Company workers" replied Dara.

Jay yawns, drowsiness really strikes him tonight. But, he had to listen to Dara's story.

"Then?" jay asked as she rubbed her two narrowed eyes.

"They want to give up on the case." Dara's lips trembled, her pelubuknya inundated by tears.

"What about you? Do you want to give up too?" ask Jay.

Dara shook her head, her tears began to pour down her cheeks. Jemari Jay immediately landed on Dara's face to wipe away her tears. "You can create a new report to continue the legal process. I think it'll speed up the investigation" Jay said.

"good. I'll report it tomorrow" Dara replied.

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Dara is now asleep next to Noah, Jay who previously pretended to be asleep is now soon awake to go to the public telephone. The place is open 24 hours, so anyone can go there at any time.

"Hallo, it's Jay Parker."

"It's okay, I can't talk long on the phone. So, listen to me carefully" Jay said.

"Good, sir." Chris is ready to listen to Jay's word.

"I need a lawyer to investigate the price monopoly case conducted by the Won Company" Jay said.

"Lawyer on the worker's side?"

"No," Jay said. "But lawyers to defend the company" he continued.

Chris was really surprised at that moment. "A-what do you mean, sir? Do you want to fight the workers of your own company?" chris was confused. He doesn't know what's really in Jay's head.

"I only intend to subvert the head of the factory in Asia Town. If the flow of funds from the center is appropriate, it means that the regional party is ignoring it" explained Jay.

Chris was completely inexhaustible. He had previously provided cash documents to Jay showing that Bill Parker was a potential suspect.

"But, sir. What evidence must be shown to bring down the plant's lead?"

"Documents of misappropriation funds you once gave me" Jay replied.

Chris was surprised. Is it possible that Jay's scheme this time was to protect the foster father?

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When Jay returned home, he found Dara had woken up and was waiting for her in the front room with her waist ruffled.

"Where have you been?" ask Dara who seems ready to nag.

Jay then took out his hand which he had hidden behind his pocket. He showed a red packet in front of Dara's face.

"I bought this" Jay replied. The one in his hand right now was a counter-ception tool.

Dara's face immediately reddened, collapsing his defenses in front of Jay, as well as the suspicions that had filled his head.

"If you have slept and woke up in the middle of the night, usually people will be difficult to sleep. So, what if we spend some time together?" jay asked with a plain look.

"Don't be noisy. Later Noah woke up too," Dara replied as if agreeing with Jay's idea.

Meanwhile Aunt Kim apparently saw Jay who had previously gone hurriedly to a pay phone place. He wondered why Jay had gone to that place so late at night. Intrigued by this, he decided to ask the public telephone guard.

"Excuse me. Sorry, may I ask?" ask Aunt Kim.

The guard at the pay phone nodded. The old man was busy reading the newspaper.

"What was that guy who came here so often?" ask Aunt Kim.

"Whose man?"

"The Asian guy just came out."

The old man tried to remember. Although it was old, the old man's vision was still clear. He could remember all the faces he met every day.

"Yes, he comes here often. At night or even in the early hours" he replied.

"How many times has he come in a week?" ask Aunt Kim again.

"Emmmmm... About three to four times."

Hearing that answer, Aunt Kim became suspicious. How a homeless person who only has an uncle can often come to the public telephone. Jay had previously said that he had never heard from his uncle before they met again yesterday.

Aunt Kim then said goodbye. Along the way, his brain was still guessing.

"Jay, who are you?"