Mr. Edwards’ Unraveled Life Chapter 939

Chapter 939

To the woman, it didn’t matter whether the outcome was guaranteed. Rhea had offered hope, and that was more than she’d received in years.

But for Rhea, the weight was heavier. She took a day off, put her other cases aside, and prepared. When the day came, Jace picked her up himself.

They met the lawyer at a quiet coffee shop. “Miss Neufeld,” he greeted, offering a handshake. “I’m from Belourvinelle Law Firm. You can call me Dhillon.”

“Thank you for coming all this way,” Rhea said, shaking his hand.

“It’s nothing,” Dhillon replied. “I was already in City A. Plus, this is a favor for a friend. I couldn’t say no.”

After some small talk, they got down to business. Since Dhillon only knew the broad strokes, Rhea laid out the full story. He listened closely, jotting notes, asking sharp questions.

By the end, her throat felt raw. She reached for a drink—but Jace had already slid a glass of warm water to her. “You’ve been sniffling lately. Warm water’s better.”