“The beginning, middle, and end of the story is that I married an idiot and am now living to regret it"
J enna listens to the click-click of her heels on the marble floor. At 6 a.m. there are no people in the office to swallow their echo and the staccato sound sends a rush of determination coursing through her. Who needs coffee?
Jenna prides herself on being first in the office. Sure she could bring her work home with her — and at the height of a case usually does — but it makes a difference she knows when Mr. Wilhelm the senior partner walks in at six thirty and sees her already hard at work.
The points she’s scored with Mr. Wilhelm have not been wasted. Everyone knows that Jenna Abrams is on the fast track for partner. And now after putting in her hours she’s on the cusp of attaining this dream. The yearly review is coming up and she’s been holding her breath for weeks.
Jenna turns on her computer pulling up the files of her current case. Divorced after two years of marriage. No children but heiress to a large fortune and had been too besotted at the time of her marriage to take the necessary steps to secure the money. So now
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