Chapter 11
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Now that I’m here. I should focus on being here.
I took the elevator up to my two–storey fifteenth–floor Park Avenue penthouse. I didn’t bother turning the lights on.
The city lights outside the wall of windows and the low lights that sense my presence are enough. I scoffed as I got in and took off the first thing I could reach; my jacket
1 tossed it away, in need of good sleep because I spent most of the night waiting outside of Nor Brown’s house and getting some really good drinks at the bar close by
The drinks were so good and strong exactly what I needed but I was smart to keep it low. I didn’t want to get drunk, drive, and get into an so instead of exploring the different drinks I’d have lived, I promised to retum again.
I scoffed at the new name Eleanor is going by. How did she come up with that? I get it that Not is from her name Eleanor but brown?
“It can’t be her favorite color, I blurted, still trying to think so hard about what it could be
It could be anything.” I blurted out when I could get at anything
I don’t remember many details about her because I barely paid any attention to her after the first year of our marriage
accident
That was the period Ashley returned to the States and everything in me was piqued towards Ashley. I have no idea how that happened but I guess she was the only one who could handle my excesses and I knew it.
I hate the irony- how I know so much about Ashley and very little about the woman I married.
Even the little things I knew about her are how a blur and if I don’t get steady reminders. I might as well forget themL
It’s like she’s a stranger, even though we’ve been murried before. Seeing Eleanor again just had me thinking so hard and I couldn’t even stop myself from slipping into this series of reflections
Back to my space; my sanctuary. The first thing anyone would see when they get here would be the expansive windows to take in the New York skyline.
This place is luxurious as fuck. No expense was spared. There’s a large outdoor patio with a jacuzzi. Six bedrooms, the rest five Empty of course. A home office I hardly ever use. A gym room where I work out whenever I do not want to be seen and an Olympic–sized pool on the fifth floor.
What would Eleanor say if she saw this? It’s a lot different from the apartinent we used to live in. I bought this one after Ihagged one of the biggest
contracts.
I’ve never felt this before and it’s eve crazier because I couldn’t point out what I was feeling.
How do I stop feeling at when I don’t know what I’m feeling
I fell to the couch and reached for the remote beside me. I’ve never had the time to even watch the television in months but here I was searching for anything to get my mind away from Eleanor.
Anchor: Good day Kellie Hens, I’m your host today and we’re just going to be having a recap for as many that missed it. Breaking news today in a high–profile legal case that has captured the nation’s attention. In the case of Rochester v. The State.
A ball formed in my throat as I saw the headline come on the screen. It’s the same case I lost that has got me indignant
Anchor. The trial, which has been ongoing for several months has caused an intense courtroom drama with both parties bringing to court, every evidence they can find but unfortunately the defendant Rochester Bells has been sentenced to life imprisonment after his defense Attorney failed to provide evidence that would have led to an acquittal. What do you have to say about it, Kellie1
Kellie Hens: I wish there was more to say but this is what you get when you let an impending law firm represent you
Anchor: Do you want to mention what turned out to be the hallmark in this case!
Kellie Hens: Absolutely. The court heard testimony from an industry expert who provided insights into the case. Although this case happens to be one of the most impossible cases in the history of our judicial system the legal battle is finally over,
“Fucking asshole,” I blurted out and turned off the television. The most infuriating part of it had to be that our rivals, Hens Law Firm using this loss as a means to get clients for himself.
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“I have to do something” I blurted still unsure of what to do or how to go about it. I shouldn’t be letting anything steal my focus. Not some fucked up law firm seeking to have more chents nor Eleanor.
I can’t afford to lose the Morgan Champ’s case because it isn’t just my only chance at redeeming my name from these damn rumors, it’s also another chance to make everyone see how much of a better person I am
By everyone, it boils down to one person and I kind of wish her name wasn’t stuck in my tongue or head.
There’s just been a part of me wondering if I really can go on with this case. Although I haven’t had enough time to go through the facts of this case, I can see from the litle Ive been told that this case is complicated.
The complexity of the case is what makes it intriguing but for the first time in
career- I’m being doubtful.
n my ca
There’s a lot going on in my head and the firm but 1 have to fix the issues with the firm first.
I grabbed my phone and opened the message box.
Avro: We need to talk.
I hat
at the send button when I was done and just waited for the text to be delivered to Ashley
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