His Obsession Began After Losing Her-Chapter 44: The Acquittal Queen

Shuri had just gotten off work and returned home with Happy.

After a refreshing shower, she checked her phone and noticed a new text message from her close friend, Bora Kim.

The message read, "Omg! Have you seen this? Your sister is amazing!"

Bora had forwarded an article featuring Karlene, who had just defended a death row inmate and miraculously secured an acquittal in court.

Shuri smiled quietly as she read the article.

The public had even given Karlene the nickname " The Acquittal Queen."

She wasn't surprised by her sister's accomplishment, knowing Karlene would be able to overturn the case with the information she had provided her.

After acknowledging Bora's message, she sent a text to Karlene, "Congratulations, Lene, for winning this case."

Immediately, Karlene replied to her text, "It's all thanks to you, sis! If you hadn't told me where the actual murder weapon was, I wouldn't have been able to overturn this case, and my innocent client would have gotten the death sentence."

Shuri felt a wave of relief and satisfaction wash over her as she read Karlene's message.

Memories from her first life flooded back, recalling the haunting story of Karlene's client who had been wrongfully sentenced to death.

A year after the execution, the actual murder weapon had been discovered, revealing that the true culprit was someone else entirely.

The revelation had come too late, and an innocent life had been lost.

Back then, Shuri had closely followed the news, her heart breaking over the injustice.

The reports meticulously detailed where the real weapon had been discovered, and Shuri committed every detail to memory, even though she knew it was too late to save the innocent man.

In this life, those memories became invaluable. She had been able to provide Karlene with the crucial information that led to the discovery of the murder weapon and, ultimately, the acquittal of her client. ƒreeωebnovel.ƈom

Karlene added, "Now, tell me, how did you know?"

Shuri looked at the message, pondering how she should reply.

Karlene typed, "Don't pretend to be away. This isn't the first time you have provided me with valuable information for my cases."

Shuri smiled quietly and decided to reply with a "Hehe" emoji.

Karlene texted back an "angry" emoji and said, "Don't you trust your only sister?"

Shuri texted back a smiley-face bunny emoji and added, "I trust my sister's ability to find it out herself."

Karlene was momentarily speechless, thinking how she should retort Shuri.

When she finally found an answer, she texted, "Are you a psychic?"

Shuri let out a soft chuckle at Karlene's conclusion and sent her a laughing face. "Maybe I should open a fortune-telling shop instead of a veterinarian clinic then."

Karlene felt a surge of frustration.

Despite being a lawyer, she always struggled to refute or rebut her sister's teasing.

She knew Shuri was keeping secrets from her, and it annoyed her to no end that she couldn't dig them out.

To vent her frustration, she began spamming "annoyed" emojis to Shuri.

Shuri laughed, thinking how Karlene, despite her impressive legal career, remained as hot-headed as ever.

She recalled her surprise when Karlene first announced she wanted to study law.

Karlene had a fiery determination, convinced that becoming a lawyer was the best way to protect her loved ones.

Initially, Shuri had serious doubts. She couldn't imagine her impatient, strong-willed sister navigating the meticulous world of law.

Yet, Karlene had defied all expectations.

She not only passed the bar exam but also topped it, proving her skeptics wrong.

Karlene quickly made a name for herself, winning several major cases with a little help from Shuri.

"Tell me or I'll flood your screen with my angry face!" Karlene threatened, readying to spam more emojis when another notification popped up.

It was from Ethan, an impressive lawyer she had met when she first started out as a lawyer.

Karlene had a good impression of Ethan.

He was more experienced than her and had generously helped her out in many cases when she was working in his firm.

Over time, they had gotten close enough to become friends.

He congratulated her in his message and asked for her help in taking up a divorce case.

Normally, Karlene would turn down such requests because she found them emotionally draining and preferred to focus on criminal law.

However, since the request came from Ethan, who had helped her in the past, she decided to consider it and asked for more information.

Ethan quickly replied, providing details about the case.

It turned out to be a high-profile divorce between the daughter of a prominent political leader and the co-founder of an influential investment company.

Karlene's interest was piqued.

This case wasn't just any divorce; it involved powerful families and significant stakes.

She thought that if she could help her client win this settlement, it would elevate her reputation and that of her firm.

She began to do some quick research on her client, Roy Lloyd, and found he had an impressive background.

"Second son of the Chairman of Lloyd Media, Co-founder and Vice Director of Paragon Group, recipient of the Young Business Leader Award, the most ideal man to marry..."

The corner of her lips twitched as she read all the positive articles praising Roy.

Since his family owned a big media company, the articles were likely biased.

Karlene shook her head and murmured, "If he was so great, why would his wife want to divorce him?"

However, since Ethan had asked her to represent Roy, she needed to put her doubts aside.

She replied to Ethan, "Alright, send me all the relevant information. Ask Mr. Lloyd to contact me, and we'll set up a meeting."

...

Noran stirred from his nap as he felt the gentle, warm licks of Snowball on his hand.

He blinked, disoriented for a moment, before his vision cleared and he patted the fluffy white dog.

The room was dim, and the quiet hum of the city at night seeped through the windows.

He glanced at the clock and was surprised to see it was already 10 PM.

He pushed himself off the couch and surveyed the scene around him.

The table and floor were littered with business summaries—reports and projections he had been meticulously reviewing before sleep overtook him.

Instead of tidying up the scattered papers, his gaze was drawn to the newly finished portrait of Shuri.

The portrait was breathtaking.

It showed Shuri looking sideways with a gentle, captivating smile.

Her eyes, filled with warmth and a hint of mischief, seemed to follow him.

Her hair fell in soft waves around her shoulders, perfectly capturing her natural beauty.

Noran had sketched her as he remembered her best—radiant and alive, with an expression that exuded comfort and joy.

He picked up the portrait and stared at it. "Why aren't you appearing in my dreams anymore?"

Lately, he had gradually stopped dreaming of her.

The vivid dreams that once brought her back to him each night were fading, leaving only a haunting emptiness.

He feared he was slowly losing his memory of her, the edges of her image blurring with each passing day.

Terrified of forgetting how she looked, he had begun drawing her portraits, each sketch an attempt to capture and preserve her essence.

Adding the years from his first life, they had been separated for a decade.

It was a long time, and his subconscious seemed to be making him forget her, urging him to move on without her.

But why should he?

She had left him without giving him an answer, and he had worked so hard to find her all these years.

His attempts had been fruitless, and the pink blessing had stopped appearing after it disappeared upon leading him to the Noran cookies eight years ago.

However, even without help, he still wouldn't give up on finding her.

"Yelp yelp!" Snowball interrupted Noran's thoughts.

The little dog looked expectantly at the TV, his eyes practically begging for it to be turned on.

A subtle smile formed on Noran's lips as he reached for the remote and switched on the TV.

Watching television was one of Snowball's favorite pastimes.

Noran was about to change the channel to an animal program when the voice of the late-night news broadcaster caught his attention, "In a remarkable turn of events, defense attorney Karlene Lee has successfully secured an acquittal for a death row inmate.

Lee's defense not only saved an innocent man from execution but also brought to light critical evidence that exonerated her client..."

Noran paused, his hand hovering over the remote. "Ka-Karlene?"

His heart began to race as he saw Karlene walking out of the courthouse, reporters swarming around her.

He leaped up from the sofa, unable to believe his eyes.

It was really her!

That infuriating, fiery girl who had always wedged herself between him and Shuri in his first life—Shuri's biological sister!

Without wasting a second, he grabbed his phone and called his assistant.

On the other side, Nigel Miles was about to drift off to sleep when his phone buzzed.

Seeing the Chairman's name flash on the screen, he snapped to attention and answered immediately. "Yes, Mr. Lee? What can I do for you?"

"Nigel, find everything on Karlene Lee—the defense attorney from the news. Now. Send it to me as soon as possible," Noran commanded, his tone leaving no room for hesitation.

He ended the call abruptly, and Nigel immediately went back to work.

Within an hour, Nigel sent Noran a comprehensive report on Karlene.

Despite the challenge of accessing full information from another country in the further East, Nigel's effectiveness was impressive.

The report revealed that Karlene was the daughter of the CEO of Co.Lee.

Though some details remained elusive due to geographic and jurisdictional limitations, the key points Nigel had managed to uncover were crucial.

Noran skimmed through the information, and the name Co.Lee caught his eye.

Just a day ago, an executive from Co.Lee had called, expressing interest in buying his cafe in New Valley.

For the past eight years, after renovating the cafe, Noran had put it up for rent, listing it under a separate phone number in hopes that Shuri might contact him.

But each time the phone rang, it was never Shuri.

He recalled the recent call from Co.Lee and realized he had dismissed it too quickly.

Now, knowing the connection to Shuri, he felt a surge of urgency.

He immediately called Nigel back and instructed him to gather all information about Co.Lee and have someone contact them as soon as possible.

After a short while, Nigel, as effective as ever, sent him a detailed report about Co.Lee.

Noran learned about the company's impressive success and innovative drinks that had taken the market by storm in the East.

As he browsed through the menu, he recognized several unique drinks that he knew were Shuri's creations.

One particular item caught his eye: the ice peppermint mocha latte, a drink Shuri had added to her cafe menu in his first life, especially for him.

His heart skipped a beat.

The memories flooded back, bringing a mixture of hope and nostalgia.

Could it be that Shuri remembered him too?

Without wasting another moment, he contacted Nigel again. "Nigel, clear my schedule and book the next flight to Sol City."