Substitute Her to Love You (Charlotte and Patrick)

Chapter 126

The sky was dark. And I didn't recognize who it was at once.

When I was about to ask who it was, the man took a step forward.

With confusion on my face, I asked, "Roger Lance?"

"How could it be him?"

"What are you doing? Do you think I liked to pick you up in the middle of the night?"

Roger's expression was similar to mine. He took out the key of his car, pointed at a high-end sports car not far away, and pressed the key. Then he said, "Get on the car quickly. I have to attend a party later."

"Thank you. I can go back home by myself."

I, who didn't have a good impression of Roger, didn't want to stay with him.

Roger didn't bother with me at first. He got into the car by himself. And I arrived at an intersection, intending to take a taxi. Then Roger's sports car stopped in front of me with the roar of the car's engine and said, "Don't talk nonsense. Get into the car quickly! If my brother didn't ask me to pick you up, do

you think I would come here?"

"Patrick Cowell?"

Knowing that it was him, I felt that my heart tightened.

After hesitating for a while, I sat in the copilot's seat.

As soon as I got in the car, Roger's phone rang.

Roger took a look at the caller ID and picked the call up. Then I heard him say, "Yes. She is unwilling to follow me. It seems that she hopes that I can beg her."

I glanced at Roger.

I thought to myself, "How could he be like this?"

Before I could express my opinion, Roger directly threw the cell phone in his hand to me, "Answer his call."

Then he started the car and stepped on the gas pedal. Then the car sped out!

I looked at the cell phone on my lap and hesitated for a moment, feeling that I indeed had to tell Patrick about this matter.

I picked up the cell phone and said, "Hello."

"Are you okay?"

Patrick's gentle voice came over the phone.

His voice seemed to have healing power. However, when I heard his voice, I couldn't be sourer in my heart.

I held the cell phone and nodded, "I am okay. Thank you for asking him to pick me up. Otherwise, I didn't know what to do."

"Sorry, when it comes to this matter, it's not convenient for me to pick you up on my own.

I could only let him go pick you up."

"It's okay, I..." I wanted to tell him something. However, before I could finish my words, I changed my mind and said briefly, "Thank you."

When I was detained in the police station, I was wondering whether Rosy's operation was an accident or someone had done it on purpose.

If someone did it on purpose, Caroline was necessarily one of the suspects.

Just now, I wanted to ask Patrick to help me investigate it.

But what if this matter had something to do with Caroline...

Patrick over the phone seemed to have sensed my hesitation and asked, "What's wrong? Is there anything wrong?"

"No, I'm a little tired. Thank you."

Besides saying thank you, I didn't know what else to say.

As for investigating this matter, the way I thought it, I could only rely on myself.

Without Rosy's bank card, I didn't have money.

At present, except for selling my house, the fastest way to get money was...

Was to participate in the design competition!

I hung up the phone and handed the cell phone to Roger. He glanced at me out of the corner of his eyes. And the look on his face suddenly turned better as he said, "Miss Archer, well... I suddenly feel that what I said just now has crossed the line. I apologize to you."

"No worries."

Hearing my words, Roger began to ask me, "Can you tell me about Lisa? I called her recently. And she basically turned off her phone."

"So that's how it is."

I knew that Roger surely wouldn't have treated me so well for no reason.

However, when it came to the kind of young men from a rich family like Roger, I knew that Lisa wouldn't like them. So I said to him on Lisa's behalf, "Lisa won't like you. Mrs. Roger,

I think you'd better focus on other girls."

"No! It's impossible!" Roger was obviously unconvinced as he said, "As long as she follows me, she doesn't have to fly around on the plane every day. I'll support her. If she likes anything, I'll buy them for her."

"Take care of her? Will you take care of her for the rest of her life? Will you never keep another woman again?"

I looked at Roger and asked him directly.

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I knew that it was impossible.

Sure enough, hearing my question, Roger coughed a few times. And he didn't say anything before he sent me home.

The next day, I went to the company's registration office to sign up for the design competition.

There were still three weeks to go before the preliminary contest began.

However, in addition to the work for the competition, I had another more important thing, which was to find a lawyer to take care of Rosy's case.

In a week, I had to go to the hospital to accompany Rosy in the evening. During the day, I took time to visit seven or eight law firms and consulted a few law firms online.

As a result, I didn't find a suitable lawyer.

If I turned to experienced and powerful lawyers, even if I gave them all the compensation I would get out of my case, they wouldn't take my case seriously.

However, the lawyers I could afford to pay were all new ones or inexperienced ones who didn't have much confidence about winning this case.

Although some of them said that they would fight for me, I dared not to bear even one percent of the possibility of going to jail.

I didn't want to go back to prison anymore.

More than a week had passed. And I didn't even draft my design work yet.

Fortunately, Tracy had pretended to book an escort room in the hospital previously.

They had never been in the escort room. So I stayed there with my computer in the evening. After checking on Rosy, I went back there to work on my drawings.

However, one day later, I received a summon letter from the court, informing me of the date of the trial.

When I saw the summon letter from the court, I genuinely realized that I was about to fight for another "battle" again.

In desperation, I had to call Lisa, asking if she knew any lawyers.

Lisa had a lot of connections. When I told her about this matter, she sent me a name of a law firm, a lawyer's name, and his phone number.

It was just that she, who was abroad now, couldn't be with me.

As soon as I read the information provided by Lisa, I was jaw-dropping.

The law firm referred by Lisa was called K3 Law Firm, which was composed of three well-known ace lawyers in City Y.

Although I had searched this law firm on the internet before, I dared not even to call them at all.

I thought that they certainly would take my payment for this case seriously at all.

This time, it was Lisa who introduced them to me. I wondered whether they would be kind.

I hesitated for a moment and decided to try my luck.

On the second day, I took a leave and arrived at the K3 Law Firm.

As soon as I entered the law firm and explained the purpose of my visit, I saw the lawyer whom Lisa had introduced to me, Sharon Ward.

This lawyer was slightly fat, who only wore a white shirt. And the collar button of his shirt was untied.

He should be in his forties, looking like a disgusting middle-aged man.

At the mention of Lisa, Sharon had a lustful look in his eyes.

I found him a little resentful. But I had no choice for the sake of my case.

I started to tell Sharon about the situation of my case. As he listened to me, he recorded my words at the same time.

After hearing me out, he said, "Your case is a little tricky. And the evidence is certain. You forged the information, making the situation somewhat tricky."

"What? Forging information?"

I didn't understand his words for a moment.

Sharon looked at me with a self- righteous expression on his face and said, "You don't have to hide anything from me. Many people who come to look for me are the same as you. You hide what you did and only reveal the result you want to me. In fact, we are on the same boat."

It took me a while to figure out what he was saying.

In his opinion, it was me who had done

everything!