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“I want the Residence in the Hampton, on the East Side, and in Los Angeles, along with that I want three cars of my choosing, and a $4.60 million settlement.” My clients soon to be ex wife’s lawyer presented the settlement to us annoyingly calm.
“That is nowhere near the settlement my client will be willing to agree to.” I replied.
“We will see you in court then, have a good day.” They got up and stormed out of the conference room in my office.

I could see the displeasement in my clients face, I knew we would be able to get a better settlement in court from a judge, but not much of a better settlement. He cheated, and that makes his prenup void, that clause in the prenups tends to be a bitch for successful businessmen that work a lot. I get really exhausted with the utter stupidity these men have marrying these gold digging trophy wives, that are in it for the money 110%. Then they end up being dumbfounded when their wives wait for them to cheat, file for divorce, and take half of everything they have because of an infidelity clause in their prenup. I deal with them on a day to day basis being a divorce lawyer, sometimes I think about leaving the business, then I remember the money is too good to pass up.

“Don't worry about it, if they won't agree to a better settlement, we can get a better one from a judge, in court.” I assured him.
“I don't want to give up anymore than 25% of my assets, and if you can make that happen I will triple your hourly wage.” he replied.
“It will be a challenge, but I like a challenge, I will do my best to keep it under 25%, but you can not go off and do anything stupid like sleep with her sister again.” I informed him.
“I can do that.” he said laughing.

He got up, shook my hand, and walked out of the conference room, I knew if I was going to keep the settlement under 25% I would need to find something big on her. I got up and walked into my office, I got on the phone to call my private investigator, I was too busy to find what I needed on her to settle. I have used the same private investigator since I entered the law profession a couple years ago, he has always stayed loyal to me, and brought me sufficient evidence for whatever I am attempting to accomplish at the time, he was expensive but worth it.

“I need you to find something big on a Elizabeth Lynn Chovacksky, currently resides at
5th Avenue and East 81st Street, unit 995, 12th floor.” I said.
“What outcome are you looking to achieve of this, and what is my time frame?” he asked.
“I need a 25% settlement, on a void prenup due to infidelity, and we have one and a half weeks until we go to court, make it good and I will double your rate.” I replied.

Then the line ended and the dial tone appeared. This kind of work was going to make me go grey young, stressful, and twenty hour work days, six to seven days a week don't help. I was only twenty six years old, I graduated law school at twenty two, graduated high school when I was sixteen, and started university that fall. Sometimes I wonder if being so successful, so quickly, at such an early age was somewhat robbing me of enjoying my youth. In the long run though I think it was worth it, I am so financially secure, and I have a great career that won't end anytime This link (soon.That) is not approved. Submit this link for approval is something I dreamed of having when I was younger, I wanted to be highly successful in whatever career path I chose to follow.

I got up and walked over to the bucket of ice sitting on the coffee table, in the sitting area of my office. I grabbed the ice pick and stabbed a couple pieces of ice off and put it into a scotch glass, I grabbed the bottle of Macallan 64 Year Old in Lalique, from the coffee table,it was my favorite, and I poured myself a glass. I walked over to my desk, sat down, and loosened my tie, sometimes I like to take a break and just drift off thinking about things. Then my secretary walked into my office and placed a folder onto my desk, I hired her last year when I became a partner at the firm. She was sexy as hell, but that wasn't the only reason I hired her, she graduated top of her class at yale in pre-law. She was very intelligent and smart, sometimes I even used her when I was preparing for a case, she had helped me quite a few times actually.

“You just received a settlement offer from Elizabeth Chovacksky’s lawyer, it came in ten minutes ago.” she said to me.
“Thank you, can you get me a cup of coffee, and reschedule the lunch with Vanderbilt for next week, instead of tomorrow” I replied.
“Of course sir.” she walked out of my office.

I opened the folder, and the request was the residence on the East Side, one car of her choice, and $1.25 million, this is the best settlement he could possibly get. Plus it only came in at around 22% of his total worth, I was raking in triple my hourly rate without even taking the case to court, or paying my private investigator. I asked my secretary to call him and have the investigation canceled because we had a settlement we were prepared to agree upon. I faxed the settlement to my clients office to be signed, I had already signed, his soon to be ex wife had already signed, and her lawyer had already signed. I was ready to be done with this case, and take a much needed vacation back home to Portland to see my family, I hadn't been back in four years, since I got my law degree. I had a trip planned to go back for Friday, Saturday, and Sunday, and it was Wednesday, only one more work day. It was already 10:00 at night, and I was ready to go home, I had been in the office at 6:00 this morning, and was in the office until 1:30 in the morning last night. Adrianna my secretary had already left, and gone home at 9:00. I got up and walked down the hall to the elevator, the entire office was dark, everyone had gone home already, I usually was the last person to leave and go home at

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