A group of them entered the elevator, and the doors subsequently closed tightly. The smile on Nathan Leafcastle’s face gradually faded.

He checked his watch, returned to his office, casually grabbed the car keys from his desk, and called his assistant on the intercom.

"I’ll arrive later in the afternoon. Call my mobile if there’s anything," he said.

After speaking, he hurriedly went downstairs and headed towards the location arranged with Irene Spencer’s lawyer.

An hour later, he was seated across from the lawyer.

After a brief self-introduction, they settled into their seats, separated by a table, observing each other. Nathan Leafcastle spoke calmly, "So, what did you want to talk about, Counselor?"

Without saying much, the lawyer across from him took out a note from Irene Spencer from his briefcase and handed it to Nathan Leafcastle.

Nathan Leafcastle reached out, pinched the note, and unfolded it with his fingertips.

Upon seeing the words written on it, his face remained impassive. He calmly folded the note, placed it back on the table, and pushed it back towards the lawyer.

"I believe in the impartiality of the law."

The lawyer took back the note on the table.

"So, Mr. Leafcastle, are you refusing?"

"Absolutely not!" Nathan Leafcastle shrugged. "Neither agreement nor refusal, because this matter is not related to me at all. Also, I would like to ask you to convey a message to Ms. Spencer. Her imprisonment has already impacted Barker’s interests. Please ask her to compensate us for our losses according to the terms of the contract. If she can’t, we reserve the right to take legal action."

Having said this, Nathan Leafcastle stood up from his chair and placed a few banknotes on the table.

"This meal is on me. Goodbye, Counselor."

Watching his receding figure, the lawyer glanced at the money on the table and furrowed his brows.

After a long moment, he got up and left the restaurant.

Back at the detention center, the lawyer returned to the interrogation room once again.

Irene Spencer lifted her face, watching the lawyer enter, her gaze filled with inquiry.

The lawyer sat down on an adjacent chair and gently shook his head.

Realizing Nathan Leafcastle had refused her request, Irene Spencer silently clenched her teeth.

The lawyer hesitated for a moment, then finally spoke, "He asked me to tell you to compensate Barker for its losses according to the terms of the contract. Otherwise, he won’t rule out taking legal action." 𝒻𝓇𝑒𝘦𝘸𝑒𝒷𝓃ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝒸ℴ𝘮

"Hmph!" Irene Spencer scoffed. "Legal action? Now he’s talking law to me? Fine... I’ll make him know the cost of refusing me."

... ...

At dusk, a freshly developed set of photos was delivered into the hands of Kris Cooper.

The photos showed Nathan Leafcastle meeting with the lawyer. Various angles and focal lengths clearly captured the man’s handsome side profile.

"The one in the black suit is Irene Spencer’s lawyer," Tommy Taylor explained from the side.

Ever since Kris Cooper had given the order, Tommy had arranged for people to monitor Nathan Leafcastle. Naturally, Kris Cooper was already aware of these developments.

Kris Cooper flipped through the photos in his hand, one by one, finally plucking one out.

That one was a photo of Nathan Leafcastle holding a note and examining it.

"What’s written on the note?"

Tommy Taylor shook his head.

"Then... what did they talk about?"

Tommy Taylor shook his head again.

"Our people didn’t hear. But... according to the latest news, Barker seems to be preparing to confront Irene Spencer over this matter."