"What About..." (MJ Fantasy)

Be Prepared

"This Attorney Robinson seems good." Lacey says, reading the papers on the table.

"So does Attorney Jackson. Ironic, huh?" Kenny says, chuckling.

"I am not having anyone represent me with that last name." I say, calling another attorney.

"But you still have that last name." Kenny says.

I glare at him and he puts his hands up. "Sorry. Right. Im an idiot." 

"Yes this is Esmeralda Jackson calling for Attorney Castagnoli. Please give me a call back, thank you." I say, hanging up the phone. "I dont understand. It's 9AM why isnt anyone answering their phone?" I say, aggravated I cant get a hold of anyone.

"Be patient honey. Soon enough every lawyer in the world will be flooding you with requests when they find out you are filing for a divorce." Lacey says, handing us our plates of breakfast.

"About that. Im not going public with the divorce." I say, sipping my coffee.

They both frown at me.

"And why the hell not?" Kenny asks.

"Its too much pressure. I dont want to tell them until it is finalized. I wont be able to focus if the whole world has an opinion about this. And leaking it too soon could ruin my image and make it hard for me to make promotions for the movie." I explain.

"Esme, we arent even completely sure that the movie will still stand when Michael finds out that you are divorcing him. He might throw it out to hurt you." Kenny says.

I shake my head. "Trust me, him keeping me from releasing that movie pales in comparison to the hell he put me through for the past 10 months." I say, calling the next lawyer.

"Have you finished with the divorce papers yet?" Lacey asks.

"I'm almost done. Im just not sure what to put it under. I would say it was because of adultery or because of physical abuse or... I dont know." I say, hanging up the phone.

"Do you want to file a restraining order along with that?" Kenny asks.

"If we're going to court I cant have a restraining order." I say.

"I think you need to sit down with Michael's lawyers and your own lawyers so that you two can talk it out. Court may not have to be the option in this situation. You can settle all of this without the hoopla and you will be divorced sooner." Lacey says.

"If you think we should have a sit down then we will have a sit down meeting with them. I need a lawyer first though." I say, putting my phone on the table.

My phone starts ringing and I pick it up quickly. I smile and hang up after talking to the lawyer.

"So let's go meet with Attorney Roberta Robinson." I say excitedly.

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"So your best recollection of the events that took place last night was that you entered the building addressed 23197 Rosey Drive at around 8:45pm to acquire your ipad, which was left at the scene, and upon receipt of your ipad you saw your husband, Michael Jackson, and your talent agent, Rhonda Davies, having sexual intercourse on top of a table inside one of the meeting rooms on the south side of that building. When you realized the situation you punched Ms. Davies in the face repeatedly, breaking your arm. Ms. Davies responded by kicking you in the ribs, hence the broken ribs, and that is when the police intervened and took you in. Does that sound about right Mrs. Jackson?" The investigator asks me, repeating what I just said.