The Wicked Wife’s Dark History Keeps Coming Back To Haunt Her - Chapter 96

‘There are so many people… way too many…’

Hadn’t more people gathered than she expected?

She thought only those in need would show up, but how could there be this many, even on the last day?

Not only were all thirty tables fully occupied, but the place was so packed that there wasn’t even room to step inside.

Even though the lawyers supported by the association stayed behind after the lecture to provide free legal consultations, this was still far more people than she anticipated.

As she tilted her head in confusion, she noticed someone sitting at a table in the back and immediately understood what was happening.

‘It looks like the Barrington family lent a hand.’

Catherine smiled bashfully when their eyes met.

She had promised to repay the favor and had done so surprisingly quickly.

“The last thing you need to know is how to choose the right lawyer for you.”

Rather than visiting one at random, it’s better to check the association’s directory for lawyers registered in your area, their specialties, and their case success rates.

Although legal fees vary by lawyer, you can easily confirm the industry average and costs associated with your case by visiting the association and asking for help from the staff.

“…Since every second of consultation time costs money, gathering this preliminary information beforehand can greatly reduce your legal expenses.”

Nina generously shared tips on negotiating consultation fees and retainers.

These were officially validated by association lawyers, making them quite valuable.

‘I hope this helps, even just a little.’

After finishing her final lecture, Nina left the rest to the association lawyers and exited the coffeehouse.

“Marsha, did I do well?”

Marsha looked at her with an expression full of newfound respect.

“Of course, Madam, you were amazing. I’m so proud of you. I think I finally understand why you were so calm on the first day. You knew this would happen, didn’t you?”

“No. Honestly, I didn’t expect so many people to show up…”

Nina turned to Catherine, who had followed her out, and asked.

“Miss Catherine, just to confirm… Did the Barrington family help with this?”

“Oh, it wasn’t much. As a token of gratitude for helping me, my father quietly shared some information with reporters. We heard about the competition between you and Duchess Nord regarding the Osk delegation.”

“Ah, I see.”

Since Baron Barrington owned the Barrington Gazette, it made sense he’d use reporters to help.

Catherine, worried she might have offended Nina, looked up at her nervously, like a puppy gauging its master’s mood.

“It’s not like he hired people with money or anything… The reporters just knew a lot of people in need of legal assistance, so they let them know you were holding these lectures.”

“Fufu, I’m not misunderstanding. The Barrington family is famous for the Barrington Gazette, after all. I’m well aware that their reporters cover various incidents and accidents, so I figured that might have been the case.”

Nina smiled and glanced back at the coffeehouse.

Just looking at the people waiting in line for consultations made it clear they hadn’t come just to pass the time or for money—they genuinely needed help.

“Let your father know I’m truly grateful for helping ensure those in need received the assistance they were looking for, Miss Catherine.”

“And I’m really thankful that you stopped me from making an even bigger mistake back then. My parents also asked me to convey their deep gratitude to you.”

Seeing her like this, Catherine wasn’t such a bad kid after all.

She was just a teenager overwhelmed and panicked at the time.

Nina felt relieved that she hadn’t ruined Catherine’s bright future in her past life.

“Huh…?”

Nina noticed a small shadow lurking around the corner of the building and widened her eyes.

Blue hair—it must be the same boy she saw a few days ago.

“Hey, wait a moment…”

Just as Nina took a step toward the boy—

“Agh!”

A rough hand suddenly emerged from the corner, grabbing the boy’s hair and yanking it harshly.