The Double or more Life of the Fake Heiress (Mirabella)

Zach's eyes widened as the box came hurtling toward him. Instinctively, he

stepped back, only to crash into the wall behind him. He couldn't dodge it in time, and the box slammed into his shoulder.

Whatever was in that box, it was heavy. The impact sent a wave of pain shooting through his body, leaving his arm momentarily numb.

Zach turned white as a sheet, his head having also knocked against the wall in his retreat, leaving him a bit woozy.

The guy in the baseball cap saw his chance and rushed over, trying to grab the box for another go. But when he caught sight of someone entering the hallway, he abandoned his plan and slipped away through the emergency exit.

The new arrival was Zach's assistant. He'd been waiting in the lounge, and when Zach didn't come out, he decided to check on him.

He hurried over, eyes wide with worry, and supported Zach. "Zach, are you okay? Are you hurt?"

Zach was still feeling a bit dizzy but managed to gather himself after a moment. He looked up, waved his hand, and said softly, "I'm alright."

Despite Zach's words, his assistant couldn't shake off his concern, especially seeing how pale Zach was. He glanced at the floor, quickly picked up Zach's fallen glasses, and handed them to him.

"I'll call the DA's office and get someone to stop that guy," the assistant said, already pulling out his phone.

Zach leaned against the wall, silent, one hand clamped on his shoulder, his knuckles turning white, and the veins stark against his skin.

After making the call, the assistant turned his attention back to the box on the floor. It had broken open when it hit the ground. He crouched down, cautiously flipped it over, and his face went grim at what he saw.noveldrama

Inside were just a few regular bricks, but they were drenched in blood, a dark red that was hard to miss. The stench was enough to make anyone sick.

The assistant barely managed to hold back the urge to vomit, gagging a couple of times before he quickly closed the box again.

As a lawyer, sometimes you deal with clients who don't take losing well, directing their anger and threats at you. It's not unheard of to get anonymous letters or threatening packages, but an outright attack inside the courthouse? That was a first.

Such a bold move meant the person behind it wasn't just anyone... The assistant thought about the case they were working on today and felt a chill run down his spine. Looking at Zach, he couldn't hide his anxiety. "Zach, they're definitely sending us a message."

Zach let out a long breath, glanced at the mess on the floor, and said solemnly, "I know."

"What do we do now? This was just the first hearing. If we keep going..." The assistant couldn't bring himself to imagine what other threats or danger might come their way.

Zach closed his eyes for a second, then opened them with a steely resolve. "Being a lawyer means dealing with some things we can't avoid. If they don't care about people's lives, should we sink to their level?"

The assistant looked at Zach, "But today, you were in real danger."

Zach chuckled coldly, "Me, scared?"

The assistant lowered his head, hiding a bitter smile. But deep down, he was scared.