Chapter 32

Judge Clinton sat in his office as he pondered a bit on Diana and how she was waxing stronger with every second that passed.

She was becoming so influential, more influential than most judges in the United States, and it made him worry, even though she still hadn’t revealed to the public that he was a perverted judge.

He picked up his phone from the table in front of him and dialed her number. She picked at the first ring, sending strong radars down his spine.

“How may I help you, Judge Clinton?” She sounded so sarcastic as she sounded the words one after the other, giggling a bit. He was pained within him as he swallowed hard. His hand swiped through his head as he thought of what to say to her to calm her down and make her a bit relaxed.

“How are you doing, Diana?”

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Diana found it odd that he was concerned about her well-being and couldn’t help but chuckle. Michael stared at her as if to inquire who it was she was speaking with. She ignored h