Chapter 127 - Legal Banter

Amy walked beside her mother into one of the halls at the club house where the gathering was to hold. Her eyes wandered around the room, with a smile plastered on her face, as she gawped at the bunch of ambitious women who were gorgeously and extravagantly dressed in various designers wear and a cloak of pride hanging over their shoulders.

This wasn't the usual social gathering or tea partys held by the stay-in wives of highly successful men in their society. But this was one held by the overpowering, ambitious and narcisstic women who had successful careers and who felt like they were domineering figures both in their homes and in society. Women like her mother.

Amy has never accompanied her mother to any of these parties. She has always wondered what they'd talk about. Maybe how to successfully overthrow their husbands and completely wrap their fingers around them. As if her mother wasn't doing that already. Amy rolled her eyes inwardly at that thought.

Sitting in side the room were CEO's, government officials, highly positioned staff like her mother's best friend, Mellisa, who was the vice president of the country's largest bank. This women even at their advanced age were still career freaks.

Amy politely greeted every one that came to her mother with a sweet smile on her face. The number of people who had told her how big and beautiful she had become were too many to count. That she was beginning to think if she has only become pretty now and has been ugly all her life, until now.

Well, we all can attest to how annoying it could be sometimes when people resound that line to us over and over again.

"Amy you don't have to tag along with me all night. Go tangle with your mates okay and also be nice" Mrs Walker said. Amy took another look around the place to see who this mates her mother was referring to, because she could swear she had barely seen anyone her age since she stepped inside this room, except from few high handed ladies Amy was sure she had crossed part with. And knowing them as high handed, spoilt and highly conceited little brats, she was sure she'd never whisper a word to them.

"Amy hope you haven't forgotten your promise of bringing home a man on your birthday right?" Mrs Walker asked, making a scowl for on Amy's face.

"Mum why are you bringing that up again? I never made any such promise. You only spoke and I listened" Amy defended herself.

"Because you were silent?" Mrs Walker asked, while Amy nodded. Indeed she had decided to be nonresponsive, that was the only way to get her mother off her case.

"My sweet darling daughter let me share some good knowledge from my court room with you" Mrs Walker took a step closer to Amy.

"In international law, inactions, non-responses, omissions, or other "silences" are capable of producing legal effects.  The failure to object to a reservation functioning is a form of acceptance of that reservation" Mrs Walker said with a corny smile.

Amy flashed her mother a knowing smile. In this little lecture class of theirs she wasn't going to lose to her mother. Amy wrapped her hand over her mothers shoulders.

"Then mother you seem to have forgotten one important detail" Her smile not leaving her face.

"Which is?" Her mother indulged her.

"That it's my mother who owns the court and my Dad makes the law in the country. So I'll also share you some knowledge from both of them"

"The challenge of understanding silence lies in the polysemous nature of the word. It is necessary to discern which of silence's multiple possible meanings operates in respect of a particular situation, which may include, tacit agreement, implied objection, absence of view, or lack of interest ecetera." Amy said, her smile broaden at the feel of victory.

"Then Amy you must have heard of the term, acquiescence. It is said to denote consent conferred from a juridically relevant silence. Acquiescence cuts a middle path between two dueling maxims and one of then is: qui tacit consentire videtur (he who keeps silent is held to consent)" Mrs Walker lectured. She wasn't going to lose to her daughter who knew nothing about law. This was her jurisdiction, so she's bound to have the last laugh.

"Oh mother I know that one" Amy chirped. "I also know 'Silence' may also relate to protest. The primary function of a protest is the preservation of rights, or of making it known that the protestor does not acquiesce in certain acts. Let's put it this way, a protest aims at rebutting any presumption of acquiescence in a particular claim or conduct" Mrs Walker was stunned by Amy's argument. She didn't expect that push back from Amy at all.

She sighed,"I've always known you'll make a good legal practictioner. It's such a shame." Amy could see the proud yet dissappointed look in her mother's eyes.

"Still know you live under my roof. So bring me your boyfriend before your birthday" Mrs Walker said before walking away. Even if she lost to Amy on the legal aspect, she still had her 'mothership card'. Her lips curled up victoriously when Amy's face turned crestfallen.

The scowl remained on Amy's face as she watched her mother walk away to join her friends. Amy was really regretting allowing her mother to trick her into coming for such a gathering. She should have known better.

She looked around to find somewhere quiet to sit. She rolled her eyes at the few pairs of her 'so called mate', talking and giggling to whatever they found amusing.

Amy also noticed how some mothers were introducing their daughters to the sons of their friends and vice versa.

Amy finally got the gist of why they were gathered here. It seems the motheres were doing some sort of match making with their kids. 'How vicious' Amy screamed in her heart. If only she could get out of here.

"How lame" Amy cussed in her heart before grabbing a glass of juice. She gazed at her mother with a deadly glare in her eyes, who in turn was flashing her a sweet smile. She should have known better than to take her mothers word as they were. That woman was always upto something.

Amy had a feeling that something was going to happen. Her mother must have prepared something for her, something like a random stranger in the form of a man. She'll just have to wait for that to happen. Whoever it was must be prepared to be soiled with her juice.

Amy strolled to a corner of the room where she took a seat and kept herself busy with her phone. She sent a message to Jade, it's been days since she last heard from that girl.

Usually they both spend their weekends together, but lately she hasn't been able to get a hold of Jade. The last time they had gone out was because they had to get Jade some new clothes, but even then, she surprisingly came late and they couldn't spend enough time together.

Amy was still in focused on her phone when she felt a presence in front of her.

"Hey beautiful" A voice came.

"I'll advice you scram before I smash this glass over your head.

"You wouldn't do that" The voice sounded confident and Amy could here the smile in it and she already hated whoever it was. 'Hehehe...this will teach him a lesson'

"True, but I can do this" A wicked smirk appeared on her face as she stood up from her seat. Amy angled her body towards the man and pushed herself towards him like she had misplaced her footing, as she spilled her drink on the man.

"Oops" She said her eyes fixed on the good mess she has made.

"Amy!!" The voice roared suddenly sounding familiar to her. She snapped her neck and looked at his face. Her eyes bulged out in surprise when she saw who it was.

"Oh my God, Ethan??"