Rift in the perfect picture

Nicholas had made it clear that if I wanted a divorce, I had to repay him the money first. That was only fair since he’d paid out so much money.

I now understood why my mom couldn’t accept the idea of me and Nicholas splitting up. Over the past four years, I had been sold to the Hawk family to keep my dad’s business going.

As I walked back to Jay Caldwell & Co., my steps were unsteady, and I felt disoriented. The receptionist looked in surprise, as did Silas

et me

I smiled calmly at Silas. “Sorry, but I still want to try for the position of transactional attorney.”

To make money in a short time, litigation would be too slow. I didn’t have the time to build my foundation as a litigation lawyer. Being a transactional attorney provided a more stable

income.

“What’s wrong?” Silas noticed my strained expression right

away.

Being an understanding person, he made an effort to console and advise me. “Ms. Jones, if you were a recent graduate, I would have done everything in my power to hire Your resume is impressive, and the cases you’ve handled were done very well.”

you.

He then adjusted his gold–rimmed glasses and looked at me solemnly. “However, you have a four–year gap in employment.”

After saying that, Silas paused before adding, “The lack of experience is hard to make up for. In our line of work,Content rights belong to NôvelDrama.Org.

experience is crucial. Without it, no matter how good your

academic achievements are, they remain theoretical and aren’t convincing.”

I nodded.

He continued to talk about the impressive achievements of Jay Caldwell & Co. since its establishment. I could tell the firm was looking to hire experienced lawyers. If I let him go on, I wouldn’t have a chance to give the position I wanted a shot.

Silas happened to mention their most successful merger and acquisition case recently. I took the chance and interjected,” That’s quite a coincidence. I believe I would fit in perfectly with your firm by leveraging my strengths to provide excellent legal services to our clients.”

My response piqued Silas‘ interest. He wondered why I felt so confident about the value I could bring to the firm’s table. I explained to him that my advantage lay precisely in my four- year work gap.

During my four years as Mrs. Hawk, I had the opportunity to interact with many business magnates and government officials due to Nicholas‘ connections. I then discussed the roles lawyers could play in capital markets, equity investments, and asset securitization.

At the same time, I didn’t forget to flatter Silas. I praised him and stated that a large firm like Jay Caldwell & Co. must have

extended to many such business areas.

I watched Silas‘ expression closely. When he finally showed a satisfied smile, I thought I had a chance. Still, he rejected me.

“Alright. Why don’t we do this? I’ll introduce you to an investor of our firm. It will be up to you whether you can convince him.”

I was surprised. The outside world had demonized Silas due to his success. He was a well–known lawyer in the country, with over 30 branches nationwide. The Radiant City branch was located in the most expensive building within the central business district. He was a market leader in the legal field.

Who could possibly be above him and invest in his business?

I bit my lip. “Now?”

“Yes, I happen to have a dinner appointment with him. I can bring you along,” Silas said with a gentle smile. “Shall we?”

I gripped the edge of my seat when I thought about Nicholas‘ order. He had said that I should be back at the Hawk Manor tonight. Ultimately, I nodded.

It was still afternoon. If the timing was right, it shouldn’t take too long. I should still be able to make it back by 9:00 pm.

To my dismay, the mysterious investor arrived late. We waited until 7:00 pm when a slender hand finally pushed open the door to the private room.

I didn’t expect to see Pete Shelman that day. He was the second son of the Shelman family and my nemesis.