Chapter 922

Grace was rendered speechless. ‘What does that mean? Am I a mascot?’

Shaking her head, Grace threw the jumbled thoughts out of her head and refocused on the case files in her hands.

Baldwin’s trial was about to begin in a few days. According to the defendant’s attitude, it was clear that she wanted to put it off and not pay them any compensation.

A year behind bars could wipe out millions in damages which was a bargain for the defendant.

Although she was now 70 or 80 percent sure that the real culprit was the actress Elise Dean, the evidence she had was not strong enough!

‘Maybe… by revisiting the route the car took or the crime scene, I might find something useful,’ Grace thought to herself. After all, it was all she could do now.

Otherwise, when the case did come to trial, even if they won, Baldwin and his family would not receive any compensation.

“What are you looking at? Why are you so focused?” Jason’s voice suddenly rang in her ears.

Grace suddenly realized that Jason’s video conference had ended and he was now by her side.

He was bent over with one hand on the desk while looking down at the files in her hand.

“Nothing. It’s just a case from the firm,”

said Grace.

“Are you really going to be only a mere paralegal in this firm? Don’t you want me to help you? I can give you a law firm. You’re now licensed to take cases on your own. You don’t have to be a paralegal at all,” he said.

“No, I just want to gain some experiences,” said Grace.

“Are you going to say no?” His voice deepened, and the air around them seemed tense again.

Grace bit her lip a little. “Jason, you don’t need to give me anything. I’m thankful enough that you were willing to get someone to protect Kyla and Nelson.”

What she wanted now was independence.

Even if he did give her a firm, it would not be hers. It would be like a castle in the air, gorgeous but unreal.

If one day he wanted to stop giving her things, he could take back those things he had given her at any time. When that happened, she would have nothing!

His fingers caressed her lip to stop her teeth from biting it. “Why are you so reluctant to call me Jay?

You only call me that when I make you do it. Is it so difficult for you to take the initiative to call me that?”

Grace was silent.

‘Difficult? It’s not difficult. I just have to think of it as a title, but… Maybe it’s because the word ‘Jay’ used to be so special to me.’

However, now he was only Jason to her.

Calling him Jay would probably give her the misconception that he was still Jason.

No, should she say that Jay had only lived in her imagination? She never really knew him. That was why she was so shocked when he wanted to break 1.

The Jay in her heart was just a creation of what she wanted, not the real him.

“Call me Jay. I like it when you call me Jay,” he muttered.

“Jay…” she uttered.

“Say it again.”