Tomorrow is the time for the second trial.
Zhao Dehan's hair was a mess, and he glared with bloodshot eyes at the lawyer before him, "So is there any chance we can turn this around?"
The lawyer shook his head, "Mr. Zhao, I can't answer that for you. Our code of conduct for lawyers strictly forbids making promises of victory to clients."
"The best course of action is still to settle with the other party."
Looking at the lawyer in front of him, Zhao Dehan suddenly became furious.
"God damn it, if I could settle this, would I need to hire you? You've taken so much money, and now you're talking to me about lawyer codes, my daughter is about to go to jail!"
His emotions were on the verge of collapse, the thought of his precious daughter going to jail was heartbreaking.
From childhood to adulthood, his daughter had always been his treasure; even when she caused trouble at school, he'd do his best to make amends, not wanting her to be affected.
