Just as Gillian Thompson and Isabelle Richardson had a fallout, he had voluntarily brought up wanting to sue. Why mention it at a time like this?
Upon hearing these words, Nicholas Thompson's face stiffened slightly, "No, I just hope you win."
"Thank you, no need. I'll find a good lawyer, and if that doesn't work, I'll do it myself." The evidence was there, now all that was needed was a favorable wind.
Even if Isabelle Richardson couldn't be sentenced to death, she should spend at least a decade in prison.
Gillian wanted Isabelle to pay with her life, but in the end, it would depend on what kind of lesson the law would teach Isabelle.
She used to have a violent temper but had calmed down a lot after recent events.
"Do it yourself?" Nicholas Thompson furrowed his eyebrows, "Don't oversimplify the lawsuit. Even if Isabelle is in the wrong, without a good lawyer, you could still lose."
Lawyers only defend their employers, and no one can guarantee the final result.
