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Chapter 1091

"Okay, I understand. Later, I'll convey your words to the suspect and the suspect's family." Freddie nodded as he

jotted down the details in his book.

Afterward, he looked up at the two of them and asked, "Do you two have any ideas regarding the suspect's

subsequent conviction?"

Even though the court would still be the one that determined the final sentence, as victims, Sonia and Toby, could

put forward their suggestions regarding Anya's sentence.

Of course, the judge would definitely take into consideration that many victims' ideas were more radical and far

exceeded standard sentencing due to their personal stakes in the matter, so the judge generally wouldn't adopt

their suggestions when they were making the final conviction. Still, it was necessary for Freddie to follow the

procedure and ask Sonia and Toby even if the judge wouldn't use their ideas in the end.

"I don't have any suggestions. I'll just leave it to the court. I'm not someone who will disregard the law just for

wanting to achieve my selfish desire," said Sonia. The smile on her face had faded at that query, and her

expression became slightly serious when those words escaped her lips.

Meanwhile, Toby, who was sitting cross-legged next to her, added, "Although we won't interfere with the final

sentencing by both your side and the court's side, I can still plot against the suspect if I wish to after she has

entered the prison, can't I?" He looked up and stared at Freddie.

Freddie avoided his stare. Then, he let out a cough while covering his lips. "Well, President Fuller, we can pretend

we know nothing as long as you don't go too far with your scheme."

As he spoke, he smiled at Toby. I have no choice. I'm powerless against a big taxpayer like President Fuller and the

contributions his ancestors make to the country. Never mind us. Even our superiors will turn a blind eye and

overlook President Fuller's small request. In that case, why should we even bother?

"Then, please pretend like you guys never see anything when the time comes," Toby smirked in satisfaction.

Freddie couldn't help that awkward cough bubbling up his throat as he replied lowly. "Yes, sir."

As she paid half a mind to the conversation between the two men, she certainly knew what they were talking about.

It's nothing but wanting to give Anya a hard time in prison. I could stop Toby from cooking up such a scheme if Anya

is just an ordinary person. After all, the crime that she committed wasn't as serious as murder or arson, so I'm okay

with her having to serve a few years in prison. But—she is Connor's daughter. The animosity between Connor and

the Fuller Family alone would make it impossible for me to curtail Toby's actions. But, even if I can, I still won't stop

Toby. Because first of all, he and I are on the same side, and secondly, I have ways to go before becoming a part of

the Fuller Family and am not qualified enough to intervene in Toby's actions to seek revenge on Connor. For that

reason, I will pretend to know nothing about such matters.

Sonia flipped her hair over her shoulder as she looked at Freddie and asked out of curiosity, "By the way, based on

Anya's situation, how many years will she be sentenced?"

Freddie pondered her query for a few seconds before giving her a detailed answer, "Since the two sets of dresses

she had stolen are worth tens of millions, that alone is enough to let her be charged with robbery. Not to mention,

she also deliberately ruined the dresses. So, that automatically makes her doubly guilty. The preliminary judgment

shall be more than ten years for cases like these."

Nevertheless, in Freddie's mind, he speculated Anya would serve more than ten years in prison once convicted. She

had stolen items worth tens of millions and even destroyed them out of malicious intent. In my opinion, ten years

are considered less for her. After all, many who had been involved in stealing items that cost more than 100,000

will be sentenced to eight years—let alone her, who stole tens of millions.

"But of course, this is just my assumption. As for the specific details, we still have to wait for the court to make the

final judgment," Freddie hurriedly added. "Since the two of you have chosen not to negotiate with the other party.

We'll immediately arrange for the trial application to be submitted after we have notified the suspect and her

family."

"I understand." Sonia nodded slightly and stopped asking further questions. Honestly, I'm satisfied that she'll be

sentenced to more than ten years in prison. Anya is currently twenty-seven years old, and if she's sentenced to

more than ten years in prison, she'll be thirty-seven or forty years old. By the time Anya is out of jail, society

probably has developed in a way I can't imagine, and it'll be impossible for her to start out again. After all, by that

time, Toby's vengeance would have come to fruition, and Connor would probably be long dead by then. Besides,

without Connor's backing, Anya is merely a lone person wandering around society after her release from prison. So

perhaps there's a high chance she can't get on with her life. Come to think of it; her future ending does sound

pretty tragic, doesn't it?

"Do let me know the time of trial in advance, and I'll arrange for a lawyer to attend the trial." Toby's cold voice

resounded in the room.

When Sonia heard his words, she turned to look at him. "Are you planning for us both not to be present for the trial

when the day comes?"

Toby gave her his full attention while explaining the reason behind his arrangement, "We don't have to waste our

time by attending trial sessions for matters with solid evidence such as this."

Suddenly, Sonia smiled, "You're right. There's indeed no need to waste our time on such a person like Anya. Just let

the lawyer attend to it, then."

"I'll hire Alfred Flingburt in the legal industry to be our attorney this time," Toby said with a calculative glint flickering

in his eyes, which made whoever caught sight of it feel a sense of terror deep in their hearts.

"Alfred Flingburt?" Sonia blinked in confusion. "Is he a lawyer from Fuller Group's legal department?"

Toby shook his head. "No, he's not. Our company's legal department dare not hire such a person."

As soon as these words escaped Toby's lips, Freddie, who stood from across him, inhaled sharply. "President Fuller,

about the lawyer you'd mentioned, is there a chance if it's the same lawyer who had established a law firm by

himself and oversaw the company's entire operations?"

Toby raised his chin slightly and made no further comments.

Finally, Freddie gasped once more and looked at Toby like he had seen a devil. As expected, this is the legendary

Toby the Tyrant. Why did I think this man isn't as fearful as rumored just because of his strong sense of

possessiveness toward Miss Reed? What a slip-up!

Meanwhile, as she observed Freddie's reaction, Sonia's expression became even more perplexed. Finally, unable to

suppress her bafflement, she tugged on Toby's sleeves and asked, "Is Mr. Flingburt that amazing? Otherwise, why

would Freddie react in such a manner? He looks like he's afraid of Mr. Flingburt."

Toby curled his thin lips into a mysterious smile at her curiosity. Then, he instructed Freddie, "Tell her."

Freddie gulped on his saliva and then nodded. "Yes, President Fuller."

On the other hand, Sonia rolled her eyes at Toby when she saw that he decided to remain mysterious but pushed

the matter to Freddie instead. Therefore, she redirected her attention toward Freddie and urged, "Officer Chase,

please continue."

"It's like this." Freddie held up his teacup, took a sip of the tea, and finally calmed down. Then, he organized his

thoughts in his mind before starting to introduce the notorious lawyer. "Miss Reed, the lawyer, Alfred Flingburt, he's

not as amazing as you had just assumed. On the contrary, he's a terrible lawyer."

"A crappy lawyer?" Sonia was slightly surprised. Crappy? Is he saying that the lawyer has a poor quality of work?

So, does this mean that Mr. Flingburt is incompetent and is neither excellent nor outstanding in whatever he does?

But why would Officer Chase describe a lawyer Toby intended to hire as crappy? If he's really so bad at his job, then

why will Toby still want to hire him as our attorney?

"So, are you saying this lawyer doesn't have decent professional skill?" asked Sonia.

As Freddie heard her conclusion, he nodded. "Yes."

The moment he confirmed the doubts in her heart, Sonia frowned and glanced at Toby. "In that case, why hire such

a lawyer to be our attorney?"

"Although he's a crappy lawyer, he's very lethal in court. So people in our social circle basically like to look for him

regarding lawsuits," replied Toby.

"What? Why?" Sonia was even more astonished when she heard that piece of information.

Freddie swiftly placed his teacup down and added, "What President Fuller said was true. The rich like to look for him

whenever they're involved in a lawsuit. Besides, lawyers have the unfortunate tendency to offend people due to

their line of work.

Therefore, in order to allow Mr. Flingburt's career to flourish in the legal industry, the rich will even protect him

whenever they can."

"Why is that so?" Sonia asked as she leaned forward in anticipation. At this point, her attention has been completely

captured by this interesting lawyer.

Freddie continued explaining the situation to her, "That's because the man possesses an unnatural skill. Miss Reed,

let me shed some light on the matter: there was a case, which was a very common civil dispute, that took place a

few months ago. Due to both parties involved being unwilling to resolve their grievances privately, they naturally

brought this case to court in the end. Mr.

Flingburt was the lawyer hired by Party A. Meanwhile, the lawyer hired by the other party was a well-known lawyer

in the legal industry too, and not to mention that they were the ones with solid proof. It was a case whereby the

other party would win no matter how one looked at it. Unexpectedly, in the end, it was Party A who won the case

with the help of Mr. Flingburt.

Additionally, Party B was even sentenced to a few months in prison."