"Zheng, you're so bad!" Isabella covered her face with a quilt in shame. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Haha, get up, we're going to see the lawyer after breakfast." Zheng Zhefan patted Isabella's face lightly and said.

"Yes, that's the right thing. Isabella listened, sat up, and began to dress.

Dressed and washed, she came to the living room.

"It smells so good!" Isabella said with a delightful expression as she took a deep breath.

"It's my own breakfast to help you replenish your body. Zheng Zhefan smiled and asked Isabella to sit down on the sofa and served her a bowl of porridge.

"Thanks, Zheng, your cooking is my favorite. Isabella happily picked up her chopsticks.

The two of them had breakfast, cleaned up again, and then went out.

Because Christmas is approaching, the biggest festival in the West, the streets are full of festive atmosphere. The Christmas holidays are just around the corner.

Everyone walking on the street had a happy face.

Zheng Zhefan and Isabella took a car to a more remote neighborhood.

The office of the lawyer who dealt with Isabella's father's funeral was in an office building there.

The two took the elevator to the floor where the lawyer was, and when they got off the elevator, they quickly found the lawyer's office.

Isabella knocked on the door.

"Please come in!" a slightly shrill man's voice sounded in the room.

Isabella pushed the door in, and Zheng Zhefan followed her into the office, where he saw a dry, thin middle-aged man sitting behind a desk.

This person is not tall, more than one meter six at most, and a pair of small eyes are extraordinarily attentive, flashing with a cunning light.

"You're Mr. Thompson, aren't you?" asked Isabella.

"Yes, I am. Who are you?" the thin man stood up, a smile on his face, and a flash of greed flashed in his gaze at Isabella.

"I'm Isabella Brown, and I'm here to take care of my father, Edson Brown. Isabella said.

"It's Miss Brown, please take a seat, please take a seat!" greeted Thompson warmly.

There was a chair at Thompson's desk.

There was only one chair.

"Zheng, you sit, I sit on you. Isabella said to Zheng Zhefan.

"Good. Zheng Zhefan sat down generously and let Isabella sit cross-ribly on his own lap. Anyway, the two already have the most intimate thing, showing their affection in public or something, Zheng Zhefan feels that it doesn't matter.

Thompson glanced at Zheng Zhefan, and a meaningful look flashed in his eyes.

"Who is this?" he asked Isabella.

"He's my boyfriend, his name is Zheng Zhefan. Isabella said.

"Aha! I was still wondering why this gentleman looked so familiar, but now I remember, he is the amazing Chinese painter, and I saw the news about him last night, and the news said that someone had tried to hijack him for his paintings, and that the price of his paintings had reached a maximum of 140 million dollars! Oh my God! That's really an astronomical amount of money!" Thompson said in a rambling voice.

He looked at Zheng Zhefan's eyes full of greed.

It's as if Zheng Zhefan is a human-shaped banknote.

"Sir, can we get down to business?" Zheng Zhefan shrugged his shoulders and urged.

"Yes, yes, we can begin to talk about the aftermath of Mr. Edson Brown, which is a tragic story, and no one could have imagined that Mr. Brown would have died such a tragic death! Thompson wiped the corner of his eye with a tissue.

At the same time, he pulled out a tissue and handed it to Isabella.

"Thank you!" Isabella took it.

"Now, Miss Brown, let's talk about your father's fate. Thompson pulled out a pile of papers from a drawer.

"Good. Isabella nodded.

"First of all, I want to tell you that your father died unnaturally and he didn't have insurance during his lifetime, so he didn't get a word of insurance compensation, you know?" Thompson said to Isabella.

"I know. Isabella said.

"Secondly, your father owed a huge amount of money before his death, this huge amount of money was as high as $1.45 million, and your father signed a repayment agreement with the creditor before his death, and the agreement said that you have promised to repay this debt for your father, I want to confirm with you, is it true?" Thompson said again.

"No! I never said I was going to pay the debt! That's just his one-sided statement. Isabella was startled when she heard this.

She said to herself, is this the trend to put this huge debt on my head?

In the United States, although there is no legal provision for the repayment of debts between fathers and children, there are similar precedents.

As long as the opposing lawyer is good and can grasp strong evidence, even if the debtor is dead, there are quite a few examples of the creditor claiming the debt from the debtor's children.

"But, Miss Brown, your father gave him a letter of promise that you wrote himself, and you did that in that promise. Even if you don't have to repay 100 percent, I estimate that you will have to repay about 50 percent, and you probably won't be able to escape this debt!" Thompson said with a smile.

"If there is a letter of commitment, it is also a forgery made by Hydson himself, and it has nothing to do with me! I don't have a good relationship with my father, and I have been trying to escape from him! He is a bad gambler, and he has never fulfilled any obligation to support him. Isabella's eyes were red, and two lines of tears rolled down.

"Miss Brown, if you don't fulfill your obligation to repay your debts, the other party will most likely sue you in court, and you will be restricted from appearing! Thompson said.

"No! I won't pay it for me! His debt has nothing to do with me! If you have to force me to pay my debt, then I have no choice but to leave now, and no longer deal with his funeral. Isabella stood up excitedly.

"Miss Brown, don't get excited, this matter is your responsibility, you can't escape!" Thompson glanced at Zheng Zhefan with a smile, and said, "I know, you may not have much money, but this boyfriend of yours is a rich man, he is very rich, this is a certainty, a million dollars is just a drizzle for him, why don't you ask him for help to solve your troubles?"

Zheng Zhefan didn't speak all the time, he was quietly observing Thompson.

He found the lawyer rather suspicious.

Pinching his fingers, he suddenly realized.

This Thompson has already colluded with Hydson's creditors, and he wanted to knock out some oil and water from Isabella this time.

Now, Zheng Zhefan came to him with Isabella, and his greed has increased greatly.