ログインTogether, they stepped out into the bright afternoon light, but before they reached where the car was parked, Luthor spoke under his breath. “You recognized her, didn’t you?” Rose’s steps didn’t falter. “No.” Luthor gave her a sideways glance. “Really?” “She’s irrelevant,” Rose said, her tone coo
Silence pressed between Rose and Luthor like a physical weight after her response. The polished steel walls reflected their faces — Luthor’s calm but watchful, and Rose’s unreadable, her jaw tight and eyes still shadowed with irritation. Luthor had been tempted to speak more than once, sensing the
When Rose stepped out with Luthor behind her, the sight that met her eyes stopped her in her tracks. There, in the open hallway, Jerry was gripping a woman by the wrist — a woman whose face twisted in pain as she tried to pry herself free. The young woman’s eyes blazed with fury and humiliation, bu
Back inside Mr. Grant’s office, the tension still lingered like smoke after a storm. Though Jerry had left moments ago, the air hadn’t cleared; if anything, it felt heavier. Mr. Grant sat behind his desk, fingers steepled as he tried to maintain his professional calm. Across from him sat Rose, her e
Jerry scoffed, clearly enjoying her reaction. “I’m just being realistic.Someone has to protect the firm’s reputation from your impulsive mistakes, even if you don’t like how it’s done. After all, if you ruined that case, it wouldn’t just reflect on you—it would reflect on all of us.” Evelyn’s breat
Meanwhile , on the eighth floor of the law firm. A young woman in her mid-twenties marched toward the secretary’s desk outside the office she intended to visit. Her face red with anger and her eyes blazing with irritation. Her pace was quick, almost impatient, as she stopped in front of the secretar







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