“That’s the story that was trending a couple of days ago, right? I knew those photos looked staged!”
“Yeah, my friend and I were talking about it. It was like one of those scams where old people pretend to get hit by a car.”
“So now we have to watch out for the young scammers too, not just the old ones.”
Hannah listened to her colleagues’ chatter, a satisfied smile on her face. “Is that the incident you were referring to?” she asked Sandra sweetly.
Sandra’s face was now a deep shade of crimson. She stared at the ground, too humiliated to meet Hannah’s gaze, her knuckles white as she gripped the armrests. This damn bitch! She was doing this on purpose, just to embarrass her in front of everyone.
“But it wasn’t just that one time, was it?” Hannah pressed on, enjoying herself. “I’ve been trending online for no reason all month. And you’ve been right there with me, a recurring guest star in my drama. That was all you, wasn’t it? You bought the publicity, hired the photographer, staged the whole thing.”
Sandra’s head snapped up, a furious retort on her lips, but the whispers and stares of the crowd silenced her.
“Wow, so she’s not as good a lawyer as Hannah, and instead of learning from her, she pulls all these dirty tricks behind her back.”
“You really can’t judge a book by its cover. She looks so innocent, but she’s a monster.”
“Thank God our Hannah is smart enough to see right through her.”
Samuel, one of her colleagues, stepped forward with a theatrical flourish. “Hannah, what she did is illegal! You should sue her for defamation! I’ll be your lawyer—it’ll be a slam dunk!”
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