My extraordinary wife novel (Ashlyn and Lucas) novel Chapter 1103

Chapter 1103 He Is A Lawyer

This prison guard didn't carry the righteousness one would expect from a police officer. Instead, his narrow eyes and big mouth made him look incredibly sleazy.

Lucas noticed that the word “sergeant” was written on the job tag on the prison guard's chest.

This piece of trash is actually a sergeant?

His intuition told him that this person was up to no good.

Lucas' icy gaze fell on the sergeant's face. The next moment, Ashlyn saw him pull a lawyer's license out of nowhere and flashed it before the sergeant's eyes. “I'm James' lawyer, Lucas Nolan. These are my assistants. May I take them into the visiting room now?”

Lawyer... Lucas Nolan?

Ashlyn glanced at Joseph but noticed that he didn't seem particularly surprised.

Am I the only one that's been kept in the dark? When did this man become a lawyer?

She vaguely recalled hearing that Jadeborough had a renowned lawyer with the last name Nolan. It would cost a fortune to hire that lawyer for a lawsuit, but even then, it did not mean that he would take on the case.

She also remembered how Nolan Group had never seemed to have a legal advisor.

It turned out that Lucas was not only a renowned lawyer but also one that not everyone could hire.

When did this man have so many secret identities? I can't believe he's secretly a reputable lawyer too!

The sergeant scrutinized Lucas' lawyer license for quite some time before reluctantly saying, “Go ahead!”

The prison was heavily guarded.

A prison guard led the way and brought them into a room.

“Please wait a moment,” said the prison guard expressionlessly.

“Are you a lawyer? Or is this license fake?” Ashlyn raised an eyebrow and looked at the man in front of her.

Lucas' handsome features were well-defined, and his dark orbs were glistening.

“Honey, doesn't that sound like something I said when your identity got exposed?”

Even though he felt terribly cold, his cheeks remained flushed.

The man on the bed opposite him sat up, touched his forehead, and couldn't help but exclaim, “You're burning! James, you have a fever.”

He forcefully tried to pull James up, but having worked the entire day, he barely had any strength left.

Almost all in that prison were officials subjected to investigations. They knew each other prior, and there weren't criminals who committed heinous crimes.

Upon hearing that James was ill, the other men immediately gathered around.

“James, wake up.”

“How are you feeling?”

Perhaps because of the cacophony around him, James slowly opened his eyes. What came within his vision was several pairs of concerned gazes.

His mind went blank, and it took him some time to regain his senses. He struggled to sit up and said, “I guess I've been out in the snow for too long.”