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Chapter Twenty _six

Author: Maryjane
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No war was ever won by truth alone.

And in court?

Truth came second to performance.

Sophie knew that now.

The Legal War Room

Phoenix’s 14th floor had been transformed into a fortress. Whiteboards lined the walls. Legal briefs sat stacked like sandbags. Digital monitors streamed courtroom simulations. Sophie stood at the center of it all, sleeves rolled, like a general before the siege.

Her legal team had flown in from Geneva, London, and New York. No smiles. No pleasantries. Just pure strategy.

At the head of the table was Imani Brandt, a legendary litigator known for her win streak in tribunals that toppled billionaires.

“You’ve read the trust clause,” she said, flipping through a binder. “It’s vague. That’s our weapon. But you must not break character once. Not one tear. Not one twitch. If you crack, they’ll pounce.”

Sophie nodded once.

“We anchor our case on three points,” Imani continued. “Intent. Ignorance. Impact.”

She clicked her remote. The screen behind her flashed:

Intent – “
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