The guilty...

The Jackson family, warmly welcomed their two angels dressed in black suits and white shirts.

"Hello Mr. Austin, and Mr. Smith, please be seated!" The head of the family, George Jackson, the leading business man of the city spoke up warmly. George's second wife Liza, was looking at the two edible lawyers, with notorious eyes and Smith could not help but give away his sexy smirk to her.

"I like older women! She is pretty hot. Check out her cleavage." Smith whispered in Austin's ears.

"Wait till the case finishes. Till then keep your rocket in your pocket! Please!" Austin whispered back, grinning.

"What are the probablities of our winning the case sir?" Ashley Jackson, the accused boy, spoke up in nervouseness.

"Quite a high probablity, provided you tell us, what exactly happened that night." Smith took out a small pen recorder and clicked its top, switching it on to record Ashley's recording. "Speak!"

"Well, that was our second night in Maldives. Our first night was good but then on the second night we were highly drunk. I was actually more drunk than her. We had come back from the party, and I was super excited but my wife Elly was very tired. She wanted to go off to sleep but I wanted to have sex with her. She refused to remove her clothes and I got angry at her and kicked her. She got terribly scared of me and complaint to the hotel manager though the hotel phone. I tried to snatch away the phone from her and in process hit her few more times. The hotel manager came rushing and resued her. She took the next flight back and the very next day, filed a domestic violence case against me."