Did she not know how useless and eccentric the partners of Hunts & Co. Law Firm were? Could she really deal with them?

The next day.

Renee got up early. She put on her best professional makeup and flat leather shoes and headed to the Hunts & Co. Law Firm with vigor.

Despite being a former subsidiary of 11 Group, the law firm actually operated independently.

In addition to handling legal issues for II Group, the lawyers there also accepted personal cases. The law firms only needed to share their profit with II Group based on their annual revenue and expenditure.

Over the years, probably because they were backed by the behemoth that was H Group, the lawyers there gradually grew complacent. They had even stopped accepting personal cases altogether.

Everyday, all they did was waste time. This resulted in the law firm not only making no profit, they were even sustaining losses every year.

At the end of each year, the three eccentric partners of the law firm, who barely showed themselves all year, would suddenly pop up to ask H Group for money.

H Group had long wanted to get rid of these useless leeches, but unfortunately, they were bound by contract.

Therefore, the law firm was like a hot pot by taking the law firm off their hands.

H Group. Renee had actually done them a favor.

Based on the address, Renee found the law firm in a run-down office building outside the Fourth Ring Road.

She looked up and saw a sign that said �Hunts & Co. Law Firm�. It was rusty and looked like it could fall off at any moment.

As exred of a place housing worthless trash!

But that only made Renee even more enthusiastic.

She stepped into the law firm and saw that there was no one inside except for a cleaner who was currently cleaning the desks.

After a while, a lawyer finally arrived. Before she could speak, the lawyer took a look at her and told her flatly, �If you want to file a lawsuit, go to the law firm next door. We�re not accepting clients today.�

Renee pursed her lips and did not respond. She walked up to the cleaner who was cleaning the desks and said, �Mr. Wayne, can I have a word?�

The man�s clothes were plain and he was wearing a face mask. He was patiently wiping the leaves of a plant on the desk, making sure each leaf was spotlessly clean.

Hearing Renee�s voice, he gently raised his eyes and looked over curiously. �The new boss of Hunts & Co. Law Firm, I presume? The poor woman about to be abandoned by Stefan Hunt?� JrNovels.com