After Allison got out of the hospital, she dove straight back into work, spending her days and nights untangling
the Fisher Corporation cases.
These weren't your average cases, either-they were big, messy, and high stakes, with thick stacks of evidence to
sort through. Even though someone had already organized everything once, Allison insisted on going over every
single file herself, just to be sure.
Allison was nothing if not driven. The moment she was discharged, she threw herself into work, barely stopping
to catch her breath. Most nights, she stayed late at the firm, her office glowing long after everyone else had
gone home.
One night, her phone rang.
"Miss Carter, Grant still refuses to sign the divorce agreement. He tore it up. This afternoon, he and Cindy got
into another huge fight. Cindy's already hired Patricia to represent her for the divorce."
Allison stood at her office's floor-to-ceiling windows on the twenty-second floor, looking out at the city sparkling
with neon lights. In the glass, she caught a glimpse of her own reflection-calm, composed, not a hair out of
place.
"Alright, | got it," she said.
She hung up and immediately printed out a new set of client contracts and authorization forms.
With her car keys in hand, Allison locked up the firm for the night and stepped into the elevator. Brooklyn, her
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Allison pulled out her phone and dialed a number.
"Hello?" Grant's voice cthrough, sharp and impatient.
"Mr. Reynolds, it's Allison."
"What do you want?" His irritation was obvious. "Haven't you already messed up our family enough?"
Shawn's suicide attempt had left Grant with nothing but resentment for Allison. And lately, Cindy hadn't stopped
telling him that Allison was the reason the Reynolds Group had gone bankrupt. Grant's dislike for Allison had
turned into outright hatred.
He snapped, "You set us up, tanked our company-are you calling just to kick us while we're down?"
Allison let out a soft laugh, her voice steady and cool. "You've got it all wrong, Mr. Reynolds. I'm actually calling
to help. I heard Cindy's pushing for a divorce. | can
represent you if you want."
Grant scoffed. "Why would you do that? You already destroyed us. Why should | trust you?"
"Mr. Reynolds," Allison replied, her tone unruffled, "there's something you should understand."
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and instead of making money, the company ended up owing huge penalties. Normally, all of that debt would
stay with the company. After bankruptcy, Shawn wouldn't have to pay a dhimself. But here's the problem-
Shawn abused his position, mixed up personal and company funds, and hurt the creditors. According to
corporate law, the court can ignore the corporate veil, and hold Shawn personally responsible."
"You run a company yourself, Mr. Reynolds. I'm sure you know exactly what I'm talking about."
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She laughed, her voice light. "Honestly, seeing her unhappy works just fine for me."