Chapter 36 #2
“I thought the judge was going to allow my uncle’s claims, didn’t you?”
Stopping for a moment, Penn glanced over at Fionn’s uncle, narrowing his eyes at what he saw, then looking back at his client, he said, “Truthfully? Yes. Of course, I’d have appealed immediately but that would’ve dragged the probate process out longer.”
“Then what happened? Why did the judge side with us?”
“Don’t know. I stopped guessing why judges do things a long time ago. I’m just pleased he agreed with me this time,” Penn replied, smiling.
“Penn, I have a question,” Hunter said.
“Shoot.”
“Can Fionn’s uncle appeal the judge’s denial of his claims?” asked Hunter.
“No…well, yes technically he can, but he won’t,” Penn replied, picking up his briefcase.
“Why not?” asked Fionn.
“Because he won’t find a lawyer who’ll risk his livelihood filing an appeal that doesn’t have any basis in law for it…
simply put, Mr. Walker didn’t file a motion for an extension of time prior to the hearing and give a reason why his client’s claims would be submitted after the deadline.
So there’s no legal basis for an appeal,” Penn explained.
“But it seems to me,” said Fionn, “that filing that motion would have been a simple thing to do, so why didn’t he?”
“I can’t answer that…but during this entire case, Walker has been an arrogant ass who’s always acted as if the judge would do anything he wanted.
That assumption turned out to be a fatal mistake because by not properly filing for the late submission of claims, he basically left his client without any options,” Penn said.
Then, looking at his watch, he said, “I have to run to another appointment but call me later if you have any more questions, okay?”
“No problemo…but you won’t forget about contacting your client regarding my father’s…I mean, my companies?” asked Fionn.
“I plan on doing it as soon as I get back to the office,” Penn said.
“Thanks.” Sitting down, Fionn glanced over at his uncle who was engaged in a heated discussion with his attorney, before shifting his eyes to his mate. “You know there’s never a dull moment in my life.”
Chuckling, Hunter kissed Fionn’s forehead. “Not a big deal, pet, because it certainly keeps life interesting.”
“Fuck! That’s one way of putting it,” Fionn smirked.
“Guys, ready to go?” Dylon asked. “Robert has our luggage and is standing by to pick us up.”
“Where’s Cody?” asked Hunter.
“He’ll join us shortly,” Dylon said.
“C’mon, pet, let’s get the hell out of here,” Hunter said, tugging his mate up.
Taking one last look at his uncle, Fionn saw him furiously tapping his phone. Grinning in triumph, he followed Hunter out of the courtroom, happy he’d never have to see him again. Once in the hallway, he found Cody leaning nonchalantly against the wall, waiting for them.
“Hi babe,” Cody said, giving Dylon a peck on his lips. “The car is waiting down below, if there isn’t anything else you need to do.”
“Nope, let’s go home…our twins are waiting for us.”
“C’mon, pet, that sounds great,” Hunter said, walking with Fionn towards the elevator. After pushing the button, he pulled Fionn tight to his body, embracing him while planting a series of kisses behind his ear before whispering, “I’m proud of you, pet. You did fine in there.”
“Fionn! Wait up!”
Hearing someone call his name, Fionn looked over Hunter’s shoulder, seeing Eideard MacDùghlas heading toward him. The look on his uncle’s face caused shivers to run down his spine; his mate pulled him tight against him.
Dylon immediately blocked Fionn’s uncle from getting close, positioning his body in front of Hunter and Fionn. “What do you want, Mr. MacDùghlas?” Dylon growled.
Eideard MacDùghlas flicked his eyes over the wolf shifter and immediately smirked knowing a wolf wasn’t any threat to him. Glancing over Dylon’s shoulder, he said, “Fionn, call off your dogs. I just want to talk…I have a business proposition for you.”
“I’m not interested,” Fionn replied.
“Really? You’re going to turn down gold? For your father’s businesses?”
That stopped Fionn for a moment as he considered his uncle’s offer. “Why do you want them?”
“Sentimental reasons, mainly since I helped your father start them,” MacDùghlas said.
“Pet, may I?” asked Hunter in a very low voice.
In answer to his mate’s question, Fionn said to his uncle, “You need to talk to my mate about buying the businesses.”
“Mate?” Fionn’s uncle looked at Hunter. “You’re my nephew’s mate?”
“Yes, I am. Can I have your number so I can call you this afternoon to talk about this further?” asked Hunter.
Eideard pulled out his wallet, and slipped out a business card. “Here, I look forward to hearing from you, Mr…?”
“Hunter Evans.” He took the card and put it in his jacket pocket.
Then, hearing the elevator door open, Hunter quickly entered, pushing his mate to the back of the car while Cody and Dylon positioned themselves on either side of him.
Punching a button, he kept his eyes on Fionn’s uncle until the door closed.