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The air in the office was suffocating, thick with the kind of panic that only comes when a crooked lawyer realizes his favorite target just grew teeth.
Tessa Pinner sat across from him, her hands steady on the mahogany desk, a sharp contrast to the sheer terror she had been drowning in just twenty-four hours prior. Her attorney smiled his usual venomous, arrogant smile, preparing to execute the final signature that would strip her of everything she’d built. He thought he had her trapped in an ironclad asset liability box. He thought she was isolated.
He was wrong.
“You think you’re taking my infrastructure?” Tessa asked, her voice dangerously calm.