Chapter 32 Get A Lawyer, And Get Cursed

Charles Hockley stroked the collar of his suit. When Rosemary Johnson thought he would say some ugly sarcasm to embarrass her, he suddenly fell down and put his hands on her desk, staring at her with an extremely oppressive posture. “It’s very simple. Tell my why you hit her.”

The forced gesture and the tone of refusal unaccepted made Rosemary a little short of breath. How would she answer his question? Could she tell him that Carmon Hockley had insulted him regarding his sexual ability...