Chapter 51
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"That's because you're drunk."
She laughed, "Oh, yea. I forgot."
I laughed, poor thing. I pushed opened the door to my guest room then pulled her in with me. She walked over to the bed and sat down. I walked over to her and bent down to talk off her heels.
"You're a good friend." She said.
I smiled, "So are you."
"You're my best friend."
I smiled, "You're my best friend too. Now it's nap time. Brandon will pick you up tomorrow morning."
"I love Brandon,"
I heart swelled, then I said, "He loves you too."
She smiled, "I know." She yawns then look up at me, "Goodnight best friend."
"Goodnight best friend." I pulled the blanket over her body and tug her in. When she closed her eyes I smiled, it means she was close to sleeping. I walked over back to the door then stopped when she called my name.
"Yes, Iris?"
"Please go and see Seth. He misses you."
I remained silent then close the door behind me.
I missed him too.
"Hey, Claire. I'm heading out for a few minutes." I offered a small smile as I walked pass her desk. Claire seemed happier these days, I asked her why and she didn't me. I have been so consumed with the Seth situation that I haven't noticed the happiness of the people around me.
Maybe this meeting will leave me happy.
After all, my ex just called saying he needed my help.
What has Richard gotten himself in now?
As I waited patiently for the elevator, I started thinking about the million reasons why Richard would want my help and how happy I'll be when I tell him no. What he did the night of the restaurant was terrible and it told me everything I needed to know about the man I was sleeping with, the man I was dating for a year.
If he could cheat on me in a restaurant while I'm there I said a lot about his personality. There can be no comparison to him and Seth. Seth knew what he wanted, and he went after it. He was a two-timer, in fact, he told me who much he valued his relationships. Richard didn't value me at all. I was just a successful lawyer girlfriend you can show your friends and your parents, nothing else. Still a girl to be cheating on. Seth wasn't afraid to be with me in public, that was my downfall. I wanted to stay in all the time but who can blame me, have you seen his face? Seth had a great personality, friendly and generous, he loved animals. Richard hated Rojo and he pretended to like people in front their faces but behind them, he'd talk smash. I just didn't realize all this until the moment he cheated on me.
I should have seen the signs. There were obvious. I might have just liked the idea of having a boyfriend compared to being single.
Maybe I was a little jealous of Iris and I didn't want to seem like a complete loser. I didn't want to be the only single one.
Or maybe it was just peer pressure.
Since Iris practically pushed the fact that I'm single in my face and that I needed a man.
And then I got one. One that was great, funny, charming and everything else yet the only thing I wanted was to put my job first.
So big of me.
I balanced my bag on my shoulder as I walked over to Richard's table. He smiled when she saw me and told me to sit.
"How are you, Karishma?"
I rolled my eyes, "Cut the formalities, I know you want something so speak."
He smiled, "You know me so well."
"Yet, I couldn't tell you were cheating on me."
"Karry, Karry. Don't be like that." He asserted.
"It's Karishma for you, or better yet Ms. Jones." I wasn't in the playing thing with him, not today.
"Alright, alright." He paused and took a deep breath. "Someone's trying to frame me." He was looking me straight in the eye. His cocky behavior now gone, replaced with a serious yet afraid look.
"Go on."
"I was arrested two days ago for embezzlement." He lifted his hands, "before you say anything. I didn't so it. I never stole any money from my clients before, in fact, I've never stolen before. You've got to help me." Richard could easily classify as a major dickhead, but he was right. He wasn't a thief and it wasn't because he was too rich for it or because he wasn't grown that way, it was because he didn't have the guts that it took to do something like that. Richard even through his bravado look was a chicken, afraid of anything that was too serious, like stealing or relationships.
"And you want me to help you, why?" I questioned. Richard knew I hated his guts. Why would he even come to me?
"Well for three reasons, one, the firm I'm working with won't let their lawyer represent me, in fact, I'm on suspension, two, I know you are good with these things, you have a team of people willing to help you win a case and three I trust you. I know what I did to you was wrong and I know you probably still haven't forgiven me but I'm sorry and I hope that you'll put it passed us and take me on as your client." Richard had never been the one to pled to anyone for anything. He acted like he knew everything, and this was a change. This Richard was vulnerable Richard and he's afraid to go to prison.
I thought about his words for a while then asked, "How much did you pay for your bail?"
"Three Hundred and seventy-three thousand dollars." He answered but his face held the question 'why the hell is she asking me this?'
