When I Quit as a Top Lawyer, My Husband's Protégé Panicked
Chapter 1
I’m a top-tier litigator, or at least I was. When I handed in my resignation, everyone cheered. My resignation was approved faster than a speeding bullet. Only Chloe Sterling, an intern from my fiancé’s law firm, was visibly distressed.
Ignoring everyone’s protests, she insisted on kneeling before me, begging me to stay. “Ms. Hayes,” she pleaded, her voice trembling, “even if the evidence you gathered proved useless, the legal world still needs someone with your dedication!”
I scoffed, a bitter taste in my mouth, and turned my back on her.
In my past life, I poured my heart and soul into defending the innocent, going to extreme lengths, risking everything to collect even the most minuscule pieces of evidence. Yet, every time I stepped into court, Chloe would stand on the opposing side, systematically dismantling my arguments, securing victories for the wicked. Powerful tycoons hailed her as a legal prodigy, while cruelly branding me a self-righteous clown for fighting for the poor.
After a string of crushing defeats, the victims’ families, convinced I was deliberately sabotaging cases, kidnapped me and drowned me in the ocean.
When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the day Chloe first sought my advice, right before our first trial.