An hour later, Gallerian left the house for High Court. He decided to go by foot, and was soon reminded why he decided on having a car. He looked enviously at the horse-drawn carriages before he crossed the cobbled road. His legs were aching as he dropped into his seat in his office. There was still an hour left before the trial started.Â<br/><br/>******<br/><br/>Ming looked at his client, "You are certainly sure that your fiancÃ©e took the money and used it to bribe the judge?"<br/><br/>"Absolutely. There is no doubt about it."<br/><br/>"How do you know?"<br/><br/>"Hmmm... You could say it is gut feeling."<br/><br/>"Hmph. So long as you do not foul up on the stand."