“William, what’s the matter? What’s with the urgency? Don’t keep calling me for every small matter. How many times have I wiped your *ss for you? Don’t you know that this is a critical time and many people are keeping an eye on me? You’ll get me in trouble sooner or later!”
A disgruntled voice came from the other end of the phone, carrying an air of fury.
An ordinary person would be angry after hearing those accusations.
However, William Little, the patriarch of the Little family and a former member of the Holton Law firm, was not angry at all. Instead, he smiled flatteringly and said, “Sire, don’t be angry. I’m just facing a little trouble here and want to ask for your help. Rest assured, the terms are the same and I won’t pay a single cent less.”
Luke Tucker, William Little’s patron.
The Little family would not have been able to get to their position today if not for Luke’s help.
Of course, the Little family contributed greatly to Luke on an annual basis.
However, during this special time, Luke was being watched closely by many people. He had told many people not to contact him if it was not a particularly important issue.
Luke Tucker was none other than the secretary of the bar association. Due to his considerable strength and influence, he was known as ‘Sire’ in the circle.
At this moment, he sat in his office and said impatiently, “Spit it out. What’s wrong?”
William was not too bad of a person. He understood the rules and usually made a lot of contributions to him. Among the dozens of people he secretly supported, William was certainly one who knew what to do.
If it was not urgent, he would not have called him out of the blue.
“Sire, the Little family is in trouble. A young man named Philip Clarke revoked my son’s law license but I don’t know what connections he used -” William said.
Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by the other party.
Of course, this was Luke’s temper speaking for him. After that, he said solemnly, “You should hurry over and check out the situation. Apologize if you need to or pay up to make amends. Do you really think we can mess with someone who can give orders to Mr. Holland?”
“Sire, for Mr. Holland’s side…” William asked.
“Fine, I’ll ask on your behalf.”
After saying that, Luke ended the call. His face darkened as he stood at the window. He took a few puffs of a cigarette. He could not calm his racing heart for a while.
Then, he dialed a number and said with a laugh, “Mr. Holland, it’s been a while. I’m calling you just to find out how you’ve been doing lately…”
On this side, William did not delay. He rushed out of the villa and told his subordinate to drive the Bentley to the venue.
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