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“An employee of mine, whose name I’ll keep under wraps until the court case is officially underway, came into my company with one sole purpose: to destroy my home. Now, before any of you start speculating about what she did, I urge you to listen closely as I lay out the details over the next few minutes,” I begin, my voice steady.“This individual was the managing director of my company, but she started as my personal assistant. About a month ago, she approached me with a troubling story, claiming that she was being stalked by her ex-boyfriend. Given how she had previously painted this man as a dangerous figure, I found myself concerned for her safety, especially considering the frantic way she was behaving. It was hard to dismiss her fears, and I felt compelled to take her seriously,” I continue.“As I listened to her recount her experiences, a wave of sympathy washed over me. She described late-night encounters where she felt watched, and unsettling messages that left her shaken. I

Alice expression shifts, a mixture of frustration and disbelief crossing her features as she grapples with my words. As I stand there, arms crossed, I can see the wheels turning in her mind, weighing her next words carefully.She shakes her head vehemently, her voice rising with each word. “You’ve basically ruined my life! No one would want to employ me after the stunt you pulled. And besides, I’m stuck here for the next three months.”“How am I going to face all the whispers and stares? You’re just trying to embarrass me!” Her eyes flash with a mix of anger and desperation, and I can see the weight of her words pressing down on her like a heavy shroud.I shake my head, refusing to let her emotional outburst sway me. “Correction,” I say, my tone steady and firm, “you’re not stuck here for the next three months. You have the option to leave of your own volition; you just wouldn’t be paid.” “And besides,” I continue, my voice steady, “you did all this to yourself. If you had just kept

“It’s time. Are you ready?” Clark asks, turning to face me as we sit parked in front of the courthouse, the imposing structure looming ahead like a fortress of justice. I take a deep breath, feeling the weight of the moment settle on my shoulders. “As ready as I’ll ever be,” I reply, trying to sound more confident than I feel, before stepping out of the car and into the crisp air.The chill bites at my skin, but it’s nothing compared to the anxiety swirling inside me. Just then, Alice strides towards me, her expression a mix of concern and determination. It’s clear she’s been waiting here for my arrival, and the tension in her posture suggests she’s been wrestling with her own thoughts. “Hi, Lara,” she says softly, her gaze darting between Clark and me, a hint of uncertainty shadowing her expression. I can sense the tension in the air, and it’s clear that she wants to have a private conversation. “I’ll meet you inside,” I say to Clark, my tone firm but gentle, hoping he understands

“Oh I was just about to look for you” Becky says, a look of relief on her face at the sight of me. I smile, “sorry, there were some things I had to take care of” I say, referring to my conversation with Alice.She nods, “that’s fine, our case is about to be heard, so let’s get seated” she states as she loops her arms with mine pulling me towards my seat.My eyes travel towards Alice who just walked into the courtroom, her head is hung down to give a remorseful look and I guess that’s her objective to look like she’s regretful to get her a lighter sentence.Behind Alice stands a man who appears to be in his late thirties, his dark hair draping over his eyes, giving him a brooding, mysterious look. He towers at about 6'2", with a body build that suggests he spends time in the gym, muscular yet lean. Our eyes connect for a fleeting moment, and he gives me a sneer, almost as if he's challenging me. This must be Evan—Alice's boyfriend or perhaps her ex, since she has been vague about her

Becky shakes her head, “Now, faced with the prospect of leaving, Alice felt the walls closing in around her. Her mind raced with unfulfilled ambitions and the realisation that her carefully laid plans were slipping through her fingers.”“So, Miss Alice, in her devious scheme, decided to drug my client, which, unfortunately, she successfully executed. However, as the twisted plot unfolded, a flaw emerged in her carefully laid plan. You see, she had drugged my client in the morning, but her intentions to seduce Mr. Clark was thwarted by her own fears.”“The timing of her scheme was thrown off balance, leaving her unable to carry out her manipulative ploy until evening. The thought of potential rejection or the fear of getting caught paralyzed her, casting a shadow of doubt over her calculated moves. It was a moment of hesitation that revealed a crack in her facade.”“Fortunately for Mr. Clark, Miss Alice had forgotten to drug him, leaving her with only the seduction factor at her dispos