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    Nigel, now visibly rattled, swallowed hard. “What do you want?” he asked, his voice unsteady as he faced Eric.


    “Nothing much, just a conversation,” Eric answered, his movementsnguid as he brushed the dust from Nigel’s jacket with measured slowness, the gesture deliberately nonchnt.


    Nigel’s difort deepened, his irritation simmering beneath the surface as he struggled to maintain control.


    Then, without warning, Eric leaned in, his voice dropping into a low, firm cadence that cut through the tension like a knife. “Oh, and I almost forgot to mention, I’m here to ensure Ms. Marsh receives the justice she’s owed.”


    The mention of justice jolted Nigel into an abrupt stillness. The word hit him like a wave, and his bravado faltered. Straightening, he tried to recover hisposure, but the air of arrogance he had once carried was now reced by guarded uncertainty.


    “If you’re awyer, then I suggest you speak with our legal team,” Nigel said, his tone defensive and clipped, eager to end the confrontation without furtherplications.


    Eric acknowledged the suggestion with a casual nod, his expression unreadable. “Alright,” he replied, his voice smooth and steady.


    Rachel’s attention shifted to the young woman watching the exchange from the side. The woman’s face betrayed a hint of panic, and her voice trembled as she spoke, “Their legal team is formidable. We don’t stand a chance.”


    Rachel smiled softly, exuding calm reassurance. “Don’t worry. My friend knows what he’s doing. If he says he can handle it, he will. You can trust him.” She paused, then added, “By the way, I haven’t asked your name yet.”


    The woman brightened, extending her hand with a smile. “I’m Sabrina kely. It’s a pleasure to meet you.”


    “Nice to meet you too. I’m Rachel Marsh,” Rachel responded warmly, shaking her hand.


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    Within moments, they all made their way into the meeting room, the atmosphere thick with anticipation.


    Sabrina fidgeted in her seat, her unease palpable as her eyes darted toward Eric, then away, unsure whether to speak or remain silent. Her thoughts seemed tangled, a struggle between speaking out and the weight of hismanding presence.


    Eric noticed her subtle hesitation. With a faint smile, he turned to her and said, his voice smooth yet sharp, “It seems you have something on your mind.”


    Startled, Sabrina quickly stood, the nerves in her posture betraying her calm facade. “Hi, I’m Sabrina kely. I’m… I’m awyer, too.”


    A stunned silence filled the space. Eric raised an intrigued brow, his interest piqued by the unexpected revtion. “Awyer, you say?”


    Rachel, equally taken aback, leaned in, her eyes widening. “You’re awyer?”


    Taking a steadying breath, Sabrina seemed to brace herself for what was toe. “I haven’t shared this before, but I’ve been undercover here. My cousin was unjustly fired because she’s pregnant, and I’m here to collect evidence.”


    Natalia’s expression shifted, a knowing frown forming as she processed the information. “Isn’t it against thew to fire someone for being pregnant?”


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