Oliver’s P.O.V.
I groaned in frustration while looking at the lawyer that was hired by the firm who looked at the legal work for our company. I couldn’t understand why he was so adamant about calling Mariam here when we could clearly request the jury to have a video call during the trial. She was recovering well from her injuries and both I and Demitry didn’t want any mishappening to her now. “I don’t know why are you so insisting on calling her here when you clearly know that it will not be a good thing for her medically. Tell me, Mr Smith”, I scooted to the edge of my chair and put my hands on the table.
“Did someone bribe you to do his job of getting her here, huh?” I shot an arrow in the dark while keeping my gaze locked on him so that I couldn’t miss even the slightest change in exp
