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BLAIR’S POV

At the court hearing, it wasn’t a long case for evidences to be established against her, in respect to stealing from the Queen and other situations. However, we had tendered on serious issue- the ownership of the company.

Jane argued again and again that the company was handed to her. My father could barely talk, and since we didn’t want to stress him, he responded to none of the questions.

“Your honor, I do not understand why Miss. Williams sounds like she finds my client unfit to run a company she worked hard for, a company she built.” Jane’s lawyer.

“Liar!” I yelled. Jane had gotten the company’s recognition. “She manipulated him.” I yelled.

“This is a law court, please maintain decorum, Miss. Williams,” the judge said.

I apologized over and over again.

“Miss. Williams, do you have any prove of manipulation?” the judge asked me.

I handed my lawyer my father’s dairy and the judge chuckled. I could see him struggling to avoid laughing me to scorn. I was filled wit