An Extraordinary Lawyer’s Subspace - Chapter 175



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【Episode 175 – Marcus Hornby】

60 Center Street,

New York State Courts.

“I admit it, Mr. Hornby, what does your sexual orientation have to do with this case?”

When the judge asked, sympathizing with the opposing counsel’s point, Marcus Hornby answered with his usual easygoing smile.

“To prove the possibility of perjury by the witness, Your Honor.”

The judge hesitated for a moment over the word perjury, then allowed Marcus Hornby to be questioned.

“Okay, then go ahead. However, if I judge that you are trying to humiliate or mentally pressure the witness, I will stop you immediately.”

“Thank you, Your Honor.”

Marcus Hornby continued the interrogation.

The opposing lawyer’s already tense brow furrows in annoyance.

“Miss Slane, are you a masochistic person when it comes to sexual relationships? Do you have sexual fantasies about rape?”

“Objection, Your Honor!!”

Marcus Hornby was a man of strange talents.

He knows how to charm and shake people.

His talents shine especially when he is afraid of someone or has feelings for someone he likes.

His talents like that are very useful in court.

Surprise tactics that don’t usually work work, such as shaking up witnesses, discrediting them, and confusing the judge.

Even though I knew it, I had no choice but to suffer.

Although the opposing counsel once again raised a strong objection, the judge seemed already dazzled by Marcus Hornby’s talent.

“Miss Slane, have you ever said to a colleague about Mr. Alan Pitt, ‘I wish I had a man like that to tie my hands and feet and lie to me all day long’? No?”

“···I remember well···.”

“What did you say?”

“I don’t remember well….”

“Really? How about this? ‘If I can get screwed by him once and get a million dollars, that’s worth it.’ Do you remember now? Or should I do a little more to refresh your memory?”

“That’s… that’s… just a joke I made while drinking when I first joined the company.”

“Oh, I see you remember now. Miss Slane, just answer the questions. Do you have anything? Do you not?”

“···.”

“I guess your memory is still hazy. To make it clearer, let me tell you something else you said. ‘My fantasy is with three men..’”

“Stop! Stop…sob…I have. I have never said such a thing…sob.”

In the end, the witness that the other party had painstakingly prepared collapsed because of an irrelevant sexual fantasy story.

···

The trial is over.

The opposing attorney, furious, grabbed Marcus Hornby as he walked out of the courtroom.

“It feels good to take down a kid who’s only twenty-two years old. Aren’t you worried about what kind of life he’s going to have from now on?”

“If a twenty-two-year-old wants to ruin their life by having sex, this is what they need to be prepared for.”

“Don’t be ridiculous. You know that. You saw the pictures. Anyone can see that it was rape.”

“Then you should have gone to the police from the beginning. Why did you take the money and sign the agreement?”

“You threatened me.”

As the opposing lawyer’s remarks became more vehement, Marcus Hornby, who was about to ignore him and walk away, stopped and turned around.

“Mark, do you know why I got in but you, who had better grades than me, didn’t get into our law firm?”

“I never applied to Kaiser Dutton.”

“Oh- Mark, everyone knows you applied.”

“Never.”

“Okay, okay. I’ll do that.”

“I. Never. Applied. To. Your. Law. Firm, You. Kid.”

“Okay, well, let’s say you applied and I’ll tell you why. You’re too emotional.”

“Fuck you.”

Marcus Hornby looked down at his blushing Yale Law School classmate,

“The issue isn’t whether it was rape or not. The issue is that she didn’t keep her mouth shut even after receiving the money.”

“Did you think you could silence a kid who didn’t know anything for just thirty thousand dollars?”

“That’s why I said I’d pay you ten times that. I should have taken that deal. Do you know how much our client’s company’s stock price has dropped because of this lawsuit?”

“Wow – how on earth do you sleep at night with such a rotten mind?”

“Magnesium. Why? Do you have insomnia? If so, you should try it. Not the cheap stuff you can buy at the drugstore counter. One of my clients has a product made entirely from Italian mushrooms. If you want, I can get you a few.”

“Do you still make jokes like that in this situation?”

“Of course, you should exercise regularly. Mark, your belly looks a bit protruding. You should exercise.”

“Just remember this. If anything happens to that kid later, it’s your fault too.”

Finally, he said his final words and left the courtroom.

“Mark, it’s me, Marcus Hornby. If that kid commits suicide, it’s all your fault. If you knew I was going to show up, you shouldn’t have put me on the stand in the first place.”

···

Marcus Hornby and his associates left the courthouse and headed to their waiting car.

“I have an appointment and need to go somewhere, so I’ll go into the office separately.”

“Oh, yes.”

At the partner attorney’s instructions, Asso froze and answered.

Asso, who was usually nervous when standing in front of Marcus Hornby, was even more nervous today after seeing his performance at the anniversary ceremony.

“Go in and contact the client. Explain that it’s time to settle, and tell him that a settlement of around a million dollars is possible.”

Asso thought he had won the case at the hearing held a little while ago.

However, you are asking the client to agree to a higher settlement amount than previously proposed.

I don’t understand my partner’s instructions.

“A million dollars? That’s more than what was offered before…”

At Asso’s innocent question, Marcus Hornby, who was about to get into the car, turned towards him.

“Shawn.”

“Yes, sir.”

“My classmate said that a little while ago. Mark.”

“yes.”

“I didn’t apply.”

“yes?”

“I have never applied to Kaiser Dutton.”

‘You’ve never applied?’

I was fooled. I thought I had applied.

‘But why are you saying that now?’

“Ah···yes.”

“What would have happened if I had applied? By the way, that friend was the top student among the students who graduated the same year as me. He was tied with one other student.”

“Is that other person a lawyer?”

“No. She’s a school girl.”

Assassin tried to change the subject, but it didn’t work.

As Marcus Hornby continued to look at him with eyes that seemed to be waiting for an answer, Assow reluctantly and cautiously stated his thoughts.

“Um… I think it might have been like the lawyer said, that he couldn’t come in?”

“no.”

“Oh, then you can come in, but earlier···”

“I don’t know.”

“yes?”

“Nobody knows what happened.”

“Ah···yes···that’s right.”

“Shawn.”

“Yes, sir.”

“Did Alan Pitt rape Miss Slane?”

“Huh? Oh… Mr. Pete said that there was some force involved, but it wasn’t rape, so we, as agents, believe that and… ”

“Beep— Wrong answer. Wrong.”

“Then, sir, you think there is a possibility that the court will decide that it was rape, but strategically, today···.”

“Beep—still wrong.”

Assassin doesn’t know what to say anymore.

To him, who had his mouth shut, Marcus Hornby told him his philosophy.

“What are we doing now?”

“Aren’t we suing?”

“No, litigation is about finding out the truth.”

“then···.”

“We are closing the lid on Pandora’s box.”

“···.”

“It’s not about determining whether or not there was rape, it’s about preventing the answer to that question from being confirmed.”

So that no one wonders.

“Do you know how much the client company’s stock price fell after the lawsuit was filed? That stubborn Mark Swain with a strong sense of justice is wavering now. He has to settle now because he doesn’t know what to do with the little girl he’s set up, or he’ll go all the way and find out the answer. Do you understand what I mean?”

“Oh, yes, I understand!”

Marcus Hornby got into the car.

I don’t like Asso.

As soon as this incident is over, I’ll have to send him out or send him to another team.

“Where should I take you, Attorney?”

“Tribeca.”

Marcus headed to a Korean restaurant in Tribeca.

I’m going to meet the friend I wanted to see.

Another top graduate besides Mark Swain

Jing jing-

[Gloria: Where are you? Are you coming?]

[Marcus: I’m on my way. The restaurant’s name is ‘Sura’?]

[Gloria: Yeah.]

[Marcus: Is Vanessa coming today too?]

-*-

Spring break.

Manhattan, Tribeca,

Korean restaurant .

“Nesaya!”

“Sister!”

Ha-young met Soo-yeon from .

“Hey! Why do you get prettier by the day! So cute!”

“My sister always says that to me whenever she sees me.”

“That’s true, isn’t it? Do you like it when you rest?”

“It doesn’t even feel like resting.”

“Are you busy?”

“yes.”

“You look so pretty for someone who works so hard. Are you dating someone?”

“Huh! How did you know?”

“What? Really?”

“Yes. Hehe.”

Hayoung smiling brightly.

Suyeon was slightly embarrassed by that sight. She was the one who asked, but as usual, it was a question that she expected to get a no answer.

“What should I do?”

“What is it?”

“I said that because I assumed you weren’t dating.”

You said that?

“To whom?”

“Huh? That···.”

Just as I was contemplating whether to answer Ha-young’s question or leave it as a surprise as planned, that ‘someone’ came into the restaurant.

“Hey, Gloria.”

“Hi, Marcus.”

It was Marcus Hornby, a classmate from Yale Law School.

.

.

.

And, quite coincidentally,

At around the same time, on the other side of the globe in Dhahran, Saudi Arabia, Beomsangdo was also hearing his name.

“Okay. What did you say the name of your attorney was?”

“This is Marcus Hornby. Marcus Hornby of the Kaiser Dutton Hill litigation team.”

Daran, Omar Ill and Kaiser Dutton

“So what did you feel about this country?”

On the last day of my Saudi itinerary, Aramco Vice President Al Zawawi asked me:

If I were to explain in detail what I saw and felt over the past five days, I could do so in an hour or two.

I thought you asked me something you wanted to say, so I shortened your answer to one sentence.

“It felt like time travel.”

My guess was correct.

“That’s a great answer. It’s the best, most perfect answer I’ve ever heard, Han.”

I had something to say.

“I know what Westerners think of us Arabs.

People think it’s religious, biased, and closed-minded.

I know you may have felt the limit, but we are not that simple.

Even in our country of Saudi Arabia, there are diverse cultures and people living there.

The values ​​are different. Honoring our long history and preserving our traditions are the most meaningful things for us.

That doesn’t mean I’m stuck in the past.

We live and prepare for the future in our own way.

The Crown Prince’s Neom City project can also be seen as part of that···.”

He hasn’t said much over the past five days, so it seems like he was waiting to say something later.

“···We are also thinking seriously about environmental issues.

However, it is bitter to see that the campaign is being waged as if fossil fuels are the root of evil and only alternative energy is the savior that can save this planet, which strangely resembles a certain war we know and its form.

Do you understand what I mean, Han?”

I understand. From his perspective, it’s quite possible to see it that way. He nodded.

“Of course, that doesn’t mean we think of the alternative energy industry as our competitor or an enemy to be defeated.

However, research on efficient consumption of fossil fuels, such as carbon capture technology, should also be included in eco-friendly energy development projects.

Attempts must be made to solve the problems we face from various angles.

In that sense, I am grateful to you for bringing MG’s message with you on this trip.

Han never ceases to amaze me. Go back and tell Thomas Müller that Aramco is willing to work with MG on this project.”

The project MG is proposing to Aramco is a partnership to research carbon management technologies, including carbon capture.

MG, which joined the renewable energy campaign ‘RE100’, also had similar concerns to Aramco.

They too are preparing for the electric car market, but at the same time they need to ensure a smooth exit from the internal combustion engine car market, if they have to exit at all.

“all right.”

I thought that was how the official schedule would end.

No it wasn’t.

Vice President Al Zawawi had one more request.

“Oh, I think it would be good if Han took charge of that case too. It’s not unrelated to the project Han brought. How about asking Han to take care of Madi and Omar?”