Wife is a Lawyer novel Chapter 1402

Fake 'Celine' escaped, Braylon was disposed of, the previous lesson, all bear in mind, for Celine's matter naturally do not dare to have any more slack.

Fear of a careless, head are falling to the ground.

"Yes, Patriarch!"

"Don't worry, matriarch, my subordinates will do their best."

"Please rest assured, Patriarch!"

......

said a few experts guarding the courtyard.

Chaya stood in the courtyard, looking at Celine who stumbled to the living room, closing the door and isolating her view, she sighed helplessly and instructed the men again, "Keep an eye on the young master all day, don't let her live lightly."

She was also young enough to know that a blow that was too big could have left a shadow on her heart, and once she couldn't think, she would go to extremes.

"Yes, don't worry, patriarch."

The crowd said in unison.

Without saying anything else, Chaya turned around and walked out of the courtyard, got in her car and left.

When she returned to the Great Hall of Government, Marble Temple Secretary Truman had already come over and was waiting for her in the Great Hall of Government.

"Mr. Truman is here."

Chaya walked in with her cane, greeted Truman, and asked, "Come on, let's go meet Prince Richards now. That guy is tough, and this time is determined to screw us Obren. once our Obren is annexed by Motril, you have to remember that there will be no room for you and me here. This time, we can have an alliance."

She laughed, and there was a bit of helplessness in her laughter.

In Obren, for hundreds of years, the Marble Temple Secretary can not see the Obren patriarch, the patriarch also despise the Marble Temple Secretary, the two live in disgust.

Now, for the sake of the whole Obren and unanimity, it is necessary to make the same enemy and become allies.

"Obren encountered an unprecedented crisis, and I was bound to step forward."

"Well, that makes sense, I just appreciate your nature. Hahahahaha ......"

"Go to the infirmary."

Without much ado, Truman turned around and walked towards the outside, Chaya pinned her cane and the two went over together.

Infirmary, in the ward.

William was lying on the hospital bed, looking coldly at Richards on the side, with a gloomy face, without speaking.

Richards knew William was in a bad mood, so he had to tell the truth, "I know you resent me in your heart, but William, don't worry, this shot is all for you to help me take. After I return to Motril, I will talk to my father and give you a compensation."

Motril is one of the most powerful countries in the world, with a large land mass.

William's great favor will help Motril, and if he reports it to King Motril, he will certainly give a great reward.

"We have been brothers for many years, what do I need and what do I not need, would you not know?"

William's tone is slightly cold, the bones of Richards' disappointment.

"Well, well, I was wrong, this prince was wrong, I apologize to you."

Richards shrugged somewhat helplessly and sat down on his hospital bed, saying patiently, "Now that it's happened, I sincerely apologize to you. Now, you tell me what you need, as long as you ask, anything I will promise you."

After all, it really is not a good thing to take advantage of one's best buddies, and Richards does have a lot of self-recrimination in his heart.

"What I, William, want I have already gotten by myself."

Chaya smilingly said, a wave of the hand, a side of the entourage carrying a pile of nutrition, "know that Mr. William was injured, specially brought a little something over, to talk about the feelings."

"Not rare!"

Richards doesn't give Chaya any face at all as he blocks the doorway, not at all comfortable with people coming in.

This attitude of his, really let Chaya some helpless, can only look to the side of the Truman, cast a look of help.

Truman suit, forty years old, Truman is proud, head held high, full of aura, "Prince Richards, I only met with you a few times, how come you are so hostile to me? If this matter is spread out, I'm afraid outsiders will also say that you Richards scorned me a Marble Temple Secretary."

Stimulating method, very effective.

Richards bristled and finally pulled the door open, "Come on in."

Now that Truman has spoken, what else can he do?

Chaya and Truman both walked in and the entourage placed a pile of nourishment all over the living room, a pile that took up a third of the living room.

The three were seated and the maid walked out of the living room and closed the door.

"What is the business of the patriarch and Mr. Truman coming over today?"

Richards sat on the single sofa, legs folded, hands on the single sofa armrest, chin slightly raised, a condescending attitude, "I Richards like people who have something to say, don't open your mouth if you're grumbling."

"Good!"

Truman a pat on the leg, a bright smile, "I like Prince Richards such a quick person. William and Theresa's matter we Obren deep apologies, in order to make up for Obren's fault, I discussed with the patriarch, in Obren and Motril boundary area that all the oil handed over to the Motril ah, to apologize, how?"

In order to break Richards want to revenge Obren's idea, Chaya and Truman two people after discussion decided to make the biggest concession, is to give Motril an oil field on the border between the two countries.

But only to give away oil, not to cede land.