The courtroom buzzed with tension.
Aria stood near the plaintiff’s table, heels planted firmly on the polished floor, her navy-blue suit sharp and commanding. It was the biggest case of her career yet, ‘Marston vs. Bellatrix Pharmaceuticals’ , a whistleblowerm lawsuit that could reshape her reputation forever.
The opposing counsel had three senior partners, a fleet of interns, and was more arrogant than merit. But Aria had something they didn’t: clarity. Fire. And Jerry.
He stood just behind her, organizing documents, whispering reminders, and slipping her a discreet nod every time the opposing counsel tried to rattle her. He was more than a secretary today—he was her anchor.
When the judge entered and the trial began, Aria moved like lightning. Her questions were razor-sharp, her obje
