"I... I don't know..." Xenia, standing as the defense counsel, suddenly broke down and burst into tears in open court.Seizing the advantage, the plaintiff's attorney pressed on, relentlessly targeting the gaps and contradictions in her responses.Her face grew increasingly pale, and at last she turned to seek help from Zayne, who was sitting in the gallery. "Zayne, wh-what should I do?" In my past life, Xenia's misspoken words had given the opposing counsel an opening. Her subsequent meltdown in court sent our case into a downward spiral. The defendant, who should very likely have been acquitted, was instead sentenced to ten years in prison. The client's family came to our firm repeatedly, making scenes and demanding answers. To placate them, Zayne threw me under the bus without a second thought. He used me to take the blow for Xenia. I was forced to shoulder the blame and resigned in disgrace, facing a ruinous lawsuit from the family. Desperate, I turned to Hugo, whom I
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