Darla's POV There was a pause. “We could. But we shouldn’t, not yet.”“Why not?”“Because this is going to court already,” he said. “And this, this is gold. If we bring it out now, they’ll try to discredit it before it makes it to the judge. They’ll scramble, cover their tracks, maybe even claim it was fabricated. But if we hold it, save it until court day, it’ll hit them blind. Right when they think they’re ahead.”I nodded slowly, even though he couldn’t see me. “You’re saying we wait?”“I’m saying we let them underestimate us a little longer,” Mr. Adair said. “Then we drop the hammer.”A small, cold smile crept across my face.“Alright,” I said. “I’ll wait.”“I’ve already started preparing how we’ll frame it for the judge. By the time we’re done, Richard won’t just lose the estate, he’ll be lucky if he walks away without handcuffs.”I leaned back against the leather seat and looked out the window now, the sun casting long, golden shadows across the city streets.“Thank you,
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