ONE HUNDRED AND FOURTEEN

SYLVIA'S POV

As we walked into the building, the sound of applause caught me off guard. Lisa, my lawyers, our security team, and I were met with a standing ovation from our staff. It was a surreal moment, and I felt a surge of pride and gratitude.

“Thank you, thank you,” I said, raising my hands to quiet the crowd. “This victory belongs to all of us. It’s a testament to our hard work, perseverance, and unwavering belief in our mission.”

I took a moment to look around at the faces of my team, each one contributing to this moment. “I want to express my deepest gratitude to our incredible staff. You’ve all gone above and beyond, working tirelessly to support our cause. To our brilliant lawyers, thank you for your expertise and relentless fight for justice. Lisa, you’ve been my anchor through all of this. And to our security team, thank you for keeping us safe.”

The applause grew louder, echoing through the lobby. I felt a lump in my throat, overwhelmed by their support.

“Let’s carry this