Vincent sat alone in his office, lost in thought. The silence was broken when the door creaked open. A tall, brown-haired woman walked in, her presence commanding attention.
"Mr. Vincent?" she began, her voice steady and confident.
Vincent looked up, meeting her gaze, feeling a mix of curiosity and apprehension. "What is it?" he asked.
The woman took a seat across from him, her expression serious yet reassuring. "We need to discuss some important matters," she said, her tone leaving no room for doubt.
Vincent nodded, ready to listen, knowing that whatever she had to say was crucial.
"I'm Mrs. Johnson," she introduced herself. "You called my firm to request a divorce attorney."
Vincent nodded, feeling a heavy weight settle in his chest. "Yes, I did," he replied, knowing that this conv
