After hearing what Mr. Jones had to say, Sandra shot up from her bed in alarm. She quickly sat back down, forcing herself to calm down and think. She knew why Lionel wanted the footage now. Claiming the cameras were broken at this stage would be too obvious.
“If Mr. Rosenberg wants to see it, he can see it. We can’t refuse him,” she said, her voice calm and sweet. “Mr. Jones, just have the footage ready for him so he doesn’t have to wait when he gets there.”
“…Right, of course!”
Sandra hung up and squeezed her phone, her mind racing. She had to come up with a plan. Quennel’s interference had already cost her the Woods family project. If Lionel found out now that she had stolen the case from Hannah, all her previous lies would be exposed, and he would despise her even more.
That damn Hannah! She was supposed to be divorcing him, why was she still causing so much trouble?
Suddenly, a bold idea formed in her mind. She knew just who to call.
—
When Lionel arrived at the law firm, Mr. Jones was already waiting for him downstairs.
“Mr. Rosenberg, this is the footage you requested,” Mr. Jones said, pushing a laptop toward him.
Lionel watched the screen. Sandra, looking arrogant and dismissive, walked up to Hannah with her junior associate, Xenia. She ordered Hannah to stop what she was doing and hand over the project. The other colleagues in the office just watched, their expressions calm, as if this were a common occurrence. After a brief argument, Hannah, clearly overwhelmed, was brought to tears. Xenia then physically pushed Hannah, still in her chair, out of the way, copied the files onto a USB drive, and left with Sandra.

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