Dumped My Cheating Ex. Now I'm Sleeping Next to a Billionaire CEO novel Chapter 1725

As for the two female classmates who had slipped the drug into Sylvia's drink, they were directly slapped with criminal summons that included a supplementary civil lawsuit. When these two women received their court papers, they were casually sitting at home eating sunflower seeds and watching television. Full of disbelief, they scoffed over the phone to each other. "Are they joking? Does that random wild man who popped out of nowhere really think he is somebody important?"

"Exactly. Who tries to scare people on a holiday?" the other agreed, brushing the whole thing off entirely. In their narrow minds, the man claiming to be Sylvia's boyfriend and lawyer was just putting on a show to save face. Who would actually go to the trouble of filing a real lawsuit over something like this? They assumed it was just a petty legal threat designed to extort some money.

However, they completely underestimated Steve's ruthlessness. In less than two days, Steve's investigative team had pulled all the security footage from the bar, tracked down the dealer who sold them the drugs, and even acquired audio recordings of the women plotting to tear down Sylvia's perfect facade. The chain of evidence was absolutely airtight. With Steve's vast network and influence, the court opened a green channel, scheduling the hearing for January 6th.

Meanwhile, on Sylvia's end, her lawyer had only just finished preparing the lawsuit materials. Before they could even submit them, she received a court summons requiring her to appear as the victim. The moment she heard the trial date, she was so shocked she could not speak for a long time. A trial on January 6th? How was that even possible? Since when had the judicial system become so incredibly efficient? Upon looking into it, she discovered that Steve had orchestrated everything and would personally represent her as her lawyer to win the case. The revelation left Sylvia even more stunned. She truly never expected Steve to bother himself with her problems. As her company's legal counsel, he was being far too dedicated to her personal affairs. It took her an entire day to process the reality of the situation.

On January 6th, outside the courthouse, the air was biting cold from a recent snowfall. Sylvia, wearing high heels and bundled tightly in her coat, looked up to find herself face to face with Steve once again. Seeing him brought up an incredibly complicated mix of emotions. She genuinely never thought they would cross paths here again so soon, all because of her own mess. Over the past few days, whenever she was alone, she could not stop trying to remember exactly what had happened that night. But her habitual blackout from the alcohol made it feel as though a block of data had been forcibly erased from her brain.

Steve, with one hand casually tucked into his pocket, walked straight toward her and stopped half a meter away. "I heard you hired a lawyer these past few days to sue them?" He looked down at her, his tone as arrogant as ever. "Why do you always ignore the exceptional option right in front of you and insist on picking from the bottom of the barrel? Are those people you found more efficient than me? Are they better than me?"

Sylvia's brow furrowed, and she put on a cold, strictly professional tone. "Regardless, I am still very grateful that you handled this for me. Your legal team's fees must be substantial. I will transfer the full amount to your account based on the standard market rates for top tier lawyers in the Capital, without missing a single cent."

With that, she straightened her back and walked right past him toward the courthouse entrance. Steve stood rooted to the spot, watching her cold, heartless silhouette. He suddenly let out an exasperated laugh. "Fine, Ms. Moore sure is wealthy and generous." Grinding his back teeth, he muttered a low curse. "She calculates things so damn clearly." Then, turning on his heel with a fierce, oppressive aura, he marched into the building right behind her.