Mr. The Lawyer Fatal Attraction
Part 28's. He's my Lawyer

Sorry, the draft was accidentally erased as a rewrite . Just got one part rewritten, the rest tomorrow afternoon yes because everything must be rewritten everything. 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

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"You know Miss, the picture we posted a few days ago, Mr. Xavier's house design, the response was great. I put four new agreements today in your schedule." My assistant reports on our new social media developments.

"really? Four new agreements?" I opened up my schedule and got the updated schedule.

"Yes." Yeah."

"I can't have my friend's wedding next weekend. You don't remember." There's Sara's wedding, I have to attend it so I'm emptying two days on the weekend early this fall.

"Yes, I'm vacating the end of next week."

"Ohh well then."

"One more Miss..."

"What?" He seemed hesitant to speak.

"Sir Victor is looking for you, he says he can't haunt you?"

"Ohh that's just let it go. Tell him you don't know and you've sent him a message."

For days I just returned a message and didn't want to talk to him at all. Even I plan on not going to the Moulin cafe Thursday because I don't want to see him. This has to be cleared up I know, if breaking up is breaking up only I want to play him because he's been playing me.

"None right."

I didn't answer the phone this afternoon, just said I was having a client meeting.

But I can't believe he's coming at lunch.

"Miss Victor, what do you want me to answer to the reception below."

"It's good."

She went. I looked at the phone lazily when she called again. I turned off the phone and I got a message, 'Internal meeting and late."

I'm lazy to go home too early, Sara, Kate and Nora all can't take dinner because they have their own show. Who else can I take?

One name came up? Sir Xavier, our office is not too far apart.

📱: Sir Savier, would you like dinner?

For a few moments there was no answer. But ten minutes a message came in on me.

📱: Ok. Whereabouts? What'sthetime?

I mentioned a restaurant located in the middle so that in ten to fifteen minutes we could reach it.

He's agreed. I've got an eventual escape, at least I don't have dinner alone. I had driven to the restaurant and waited only ten minutes for Sir Xavier to arrive.

He sat in front of me still chatting with his client on the phone. We were sitting in a sushi conveyor restaurant, I've taken what I wanted. I've been used to scenes like this Dad also sometimes answers the phone in the middle of dinner or when he's with us. But well he's there, he'll apologize to everyone and we understand him as usual.

"Sorry, I answer the phone first."

"Yes, it's okay. Sorry I took and ate first."

"What's wrong. You want ramen, I've been imagining ramen when I got here."

"May, I will too."

The order is complete, and I'm glad Sir Xavier will accompany me to dinner.

"How come you have an internal meeting here, after this whether you're overtime in his place." A voice made me look. Victor, apparently he followed me here.