Law America, the Devil's Agent

The gym is on the third floor, in a private training room.

Link sat in the chair, his breathing having returned to normal after the strenuous exercise.

Martha sat awkwardly opposite him.

She is no longer the composed, rhythm-controlling coach and video protagonist.

She was lost and confused after stepping through that door.

Because she never expected to be discovered.

None of the men she had chosen or who had been close to before him had noticed anything unusual.

They enjoy their smiles, their touches, and the vanity of beautiful women throwing themselves into their arms.

They willingly became her puppets, cooperating with her to complete her performances.

Until today, I met this Chinese-American lawyer...

As Martha thought of this, she clenched her nails so tightly they turned white.

She knew she had met her match today.

But what made her most uneasy was the silence.

After Link brought her here, he fell into a long silence.

Martha finally couldn't hold back any longer, but before she could speak, Link spoke first.

  

"Martha... Mrs.? You're married?"

Link's gaze fell on the ring finger of her left hand. There, she wore a silver ring.

Martha instinctively tried to hide her left hand behind her back.

But in the end, she lowered her head, looked at the ring, and smiled coldly:

"Yes, I am a wife...and a widow."

"My husband, Josh Kate, became a full-time firefighter in Philadelphia after retiring from the Army. He died in an accident five years ago."

She unconsciously stroked the surface of the ring:

"Alex was only a year and a half old when he passed away. He is our son and is seven years old this year."

Seven years old. Link's gaze shifted slightly.

Later, he was diagnosed with congenital heart disease.

Tetralogy of Fallot. I've had one surgery, and the doctor says I need to have another one.

Although the insurance covered part of it, the rest...

She paused for a moment: "The rest, however, is the majority and requires a lot of money, but I'm already exhausted..."

Link understood that the federal government's shirking of responsibility and indifference towards firefighters after 9/11 set a good precedent for local authorities.

As more and more firefighters die in the line of duty, their families are left without security.

"Later, I met all sorts of people in this gym, and after comparing them, I found that the safest way was to make money on OnlyFans."

Martha's tone turned self-deprecating as she pointed to herself with her finger:

"I wouldn't dare to traffic drugs or smuggle goods; all I have left is my face and this body—these are my only assets..."

A sick husband who died young, and a child with a terminal illness.

He had seen too many of these kinds of words and phrases before, but after carefully observing her features, Link suddenly spoke:

"Does your child particularly enjoy drawing? Do they usually carry a drawing board?"

Martha's eyes widened, and her lips parted slightly.

"Have you seen him?"

"It was in the reception hall downstairs before you arrived."

Link said, "I drew a picture of him. He's very polite and a good boy."

Martha covered her mouth with her hand, and the tears in her eyes finally overflowed, trickling down between her fingers.

"He's here waiting for me. I work as a personal trainer every day at noon, so I'm asking everyone at the gym to look after him..."

Link waited quietly for her to vent her emotions, and simply took a glass of water from the side and handed it to her.

Once the trembling in her shoulders subsided, Martha wiped her face with the back of her hand and said in a hoarse voice, "Thank you."

"You're welcome."

After a few seconds of silence, Link spoke first:

How's your OnlyFans channel going right now?

Martha gave a wry smile:

"It's just getting started, but it's making money."

Because these recent gym hidden camera videos have been getting a lot of views and subscriptions, I'm scrambling to find people to film them, hoping to get the next episode out soon.

Link looked at the single mother who was once the college cheerleader.

She actually has many advantages: a fit physique, the looks of an American sweetheart, and a professional yet alluring presence.

Link said, "But your primary problem isn't the content; it's that you haven't learned how to protect yourself in this industry."

"What?"

"I know you chose this shooting method because you were looking for excitement."

However, recording videos without the consent of the person in question is a second-degree misdemeanor in Pennsylvania.

If you're caught, you'll not only have to pay compensation, but you could also go to jail.

Martha's lips trembled slightly, clearly not expecting this.

Shouting about the rule of law and democracy while having absolutely no understanding of the law has become commonplace for the American people.

"What should I do? Please help me, my son needs medical treatment!"

[One civil commission has been detected. Would you like to accept it?]

[Receive]

Link leaned back in his chair and said calmly:

"First of all, what you need to do now is to immediately remove all content involving unauthorized appearances by third parties, but do not delete it, because it represents your hard work."

All the gym videos that had already been released have been temporarily taken down.

I think you can communicate well with your "students" and use your "skills" to get them to sign a contract.

This way, when you restart the film's release, this time within the legal framework, you will face no legal risks.

Martha nodded repeatedly, pulled her phone out of her gym bag, and quickly swiped her fingers across the screen.

"Secondly, it's about the change in your channel's content."

Link held up two fingers:

"Your biggest advantage right now isn't your physical condition, it's the contrast!"

"Contrast...?"

"That's right, it's the contrast."

An over-the-top, sexy fitness instructor and a single mother desperately trying to earn money to save her child:

This is the foundation of your contrasting persona.

But this doesn't require you to play the victim; what you need is an interpretation and portrayal of maternal love.

Modern people are lacking in love.

What you're selling is the tension between temptation and maternal love, this blurred boundary that's exactly what the modern internet needs.

Martha's eyes lit up, a sudden realization dawning on her. This mother, who had weathered the harsh realities of society, was no fool.

Link's casual words of advice were enough to give her some insights, which were very helpful in solving channel problems and developing the channel.

She looked at Link again, her eyes no longer filled with lust and confusion, but with admiration and respect.

"Mr. Link, these suggestions have been very helpful to me... Would you be willing to be my advisor and channel partner?"

Link glanced at her but didn't say anything.

The advice I just gave was merely a sliver of pity for the child I had just met and for the tragic mother.

He's a lawyer, not a volunteer; he needs to see her leverage.

"I can pay."

Martha quickly added, her voice hurried but earnest:

"Although my channel is just starting out, subscriptions have grown rapidly in recent issues."

Regarding your professional advice and handling of legal risks, my reward for you will be a percentage of your earnings!

Link lowered his head and pondered for a few seconds before clicking on his Onlyfans channel.

Mrs. Martha wasn't lying; the channel's traffic has been excellent lately.

Revenue sharing. Consultants and channel partners.

Becoming a partner in this rising porn channel means a stable income and a continued partnership.

More importantly, aside from his lawyers at the law firm, Martha is now essentially his side job...

Link has always had a goal in his heart, a confidence stemming from his past life as a top lawyer:

He would never remain stuck in a mid-tier law firm forever; what he wanted to do was create his own firm.

Besides understanding the laws and regulations, the most important things for a lawyer are having a considerable network of clients and access to information.

A coach in the gym, who interacts with all sorts of people, can undoubtedly become a support system for oneself.

What does this mean?

This gym is located in downtown Philadelphia and its members come from all walks of life.

This includes the gray market.

He's only been here a few hours, and he's already met an underground steroid distributor and an OnlyFans creator.

He didn't know how many other people like that Martha knew.

But these people who walk in the gray area between legality and illegality face legal issues every day, yet they rarely find a trustworthy and affordable lawyer.

Martha may be part of this gray ecosystem, having become his advisor.

When those people run into trouble, they will definitely look for lawyers from their personal connections.

……

With this thought in mind, Link raised his head and said:

"Okay, I accept your request. The formal contract will be signed later."

I didn't bring anything today. We'll confirm the commission rate and payment method in writing later in the contract.

He took the business card out of his pocket, placed it on the table, and pushed it towards him.

"Here's my contact information. Call me when you're mentally prepared."

Martha took the business card and carefully put it away.

"Okay, Mr. Link."

Link stood up, and before opening the door, he suddenly remembered something and glanced at Martha.

"Afterwards, your channel's new series might feature a fictional training scenario."

The camera focuses only on you, with the student's role presented from a first-person perspective, conveying their existence through your language and reactions.

Furthermore, it is compatible with highly immersive VR devices and high-priced personalized customization.

"Performing solo?"

She murmured.

"Yes. This way you don't need to photograph subjects, reducing legal risks."

That's all for today. I can come and guide you personally when I have time later.