Angelica Brooke is a woman in her pri.
Daughter of a lawyer who had a reputation like no other in his younger days, inspired by him, she beca a lawyer too.
Grew up in a rich household as her father's clients threw a lot of money at her father to make their problems go away, and he did exactly that.
Studying her father's career made her realize that if you want to succeed in this world, you need to stop giving a shit about right or wrong. The only thing that matters is money.
Because with money, you can do anything, you can make people happy, you can make people sad, you can make people do things you want, and you can form connections with people who can help you get out of unwanted situations.
The only truth is money, and if you follow it, you will rarely be wronged.
She saw it with her own eyes. How her father managed to beco the CEO of one of the biggest law firms in the country, just because he was only loyal to money.
Angelica realized that she, too, wanted to be like her father, a woman with deep pockets and connections everywhere, so that people couldn't run over her.
But to do that, she needs to prove herself, only to find out that it's not that easy.
Because of who she is, people always disregarded her, treating her as a product of nepotism. Always putting their best faces before her but talking smack behind her back.
They didn't care about her intelligence or cunning; every achievent of hers was labeled as a product of nepotism.
"She got good grades because her father is rich."
"She's pretty because her father has money."
"She won because her father helped her from the shadows."
These words frustrated Angelica more than anything, but she learned to ignore them.
She realized that people downplay her achievents to not feel pathetic about their own diocrity.
But still, the nepotism tag stuck, and when you have such a tag, it's hard for her to get those powerful clients she wants that would further her career.
Since so people believed all her achievents is because of her father helping her, people didn't believe in her skills, and those clients went for the next best thing.
This is the reason she hated Kent.
She and Kent went to the sa university; it was a cutthroat rivalry between them. Sotis Kent would do better than her, and sotis it would be her.
And because of this, people praised Kent for being so good, even though he cos from a middle-class background, while they talked shit behind Angelica's back, attributing her wins to her father.
Her hatred for Kent grew even more when he joined the sa law firm as hers, and again, the sa thing happened.
Though people showed their respect to her face, they didn't respect her at all. The nepotism badge stuck while Kent continued to get praised for being the best lawyer in the firm, but if you take everything into consideration, Angelica is a much better choice.
She has no moral qualms, she is rich, and she has connections, which Kent lacks. But of course, because of the nepotism badge, people still doubt her skills.
Only recently has Angelica stridden ahead of Kent, only because Kent self-destructed.
Angelica just needed one chance to show how good she is, and she got it; she managed to impress one of their firm's biggest clients and managed to steal him away from Kent.
Angelica then learned that the reason for Kent's downfall was due to problems in his personal life.
Angelica, though, found it frustrating that she got one over Kent while he was at his lowest; she is not going to complain because, at the end of the day, her world doesn't revolve around Kent.
She is the master of her own world, and her goal is to beco like her father. No, she wants to be even more successful and powerful than her father.
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Today is another busy day for Angelica. Now that she handles one of the biggest clients of the firm and has proven her competence, she has gotten a few more high-end clients.
Angelica, sitting in her office, working on sothing, gets a call from reception, who informs her that the person she has a scheduled eting with has arrived and is heading to her office.
This surprised Angelica because she didn't rember scheduling any eting with anyone today.
Confused, she ends the call and pulls up her schedule and sees that she does have a eting with soone nad Amon.
She scratches her eyebrows, confused as to who this Amon is and when she agreed to et with him.
And how did this person's na get into her schedule without her even knowing? That's not possible at all.
She called her secretary and asked about it, only for the secretary to be confused as well.
'Did Dad put this up?' Angelica questioned, as her father is the only one in the firm who has the authority to do sothing like this.
Just as she was about to call her father to ask about it, her secretary walked in, telling her soone nad Amon was here to et her.
Angelica looks at Amon's na on her schedule calendar once again. Now curious as to who this person is, she tells her secretary to send him in.
A minute later, the man of the hour walks in with a charming smile on his face.
Angelica's eyes widen with surprise as she has never seen a man as handso as Amon ever.
'My, this one's really handso. I thought about sending him away because I am busy, but I think I can spare a few minutes for him,' Angelica thinks as a playful smile appears on her face.
Her eyes scanned Amon from head to toe. She feels srized by his handso face, which is made of the most striking eyes she has ever seen, a perfect nose, and a sharp jawline that would make any woman ovulate.
But it's not just his face, his height, his wide shoulders, his lean, muscular hands, his small waist, and long, powerful legs.
Angelica feels she is not looking at a human but the statue of a man chiseled by the gods.
While Angelica took her ti admiring Amon, Amon did the sa.
He looked at the woman before her, a woman in her early 30s, with thick straight light brown hair, blessed with a beautiful face, light amber eyes that seems to shimr when exposed to sunlight, big breasts, a small waist, wide hips, thick thighs, and long sexy legs.
A woman truly blessed with both looks and money. Even the dress she is wearing is hot.
Though it looks like formal attire, it's far from it. Her suit contours to her body's shape, not hiding her curves one bit; she has the top two buttons of her shirt unbuttoned, revealing her deep cleavage. Her skirt is fitting and short, which makes her ass pop, and finally, those translucent black thigh highs, adding to the corporate sexy look.
She is dressed as how a movie would depict a hot female office worker, rather than a woman who is a normal office worker working in a real-life office.
Amon is, of course, a big fan of her dressing style. He is a big advocate for won being able to wear whatever they want, whenever they want, wherever they want.
As the two check out each other, their eyes et once again.
"Please, have a seat," Angelica says.
Amon smiles and takes his seat, and looks at Angelica with an amused smile.
As Angelica feels Amon's gaze on her, she feels completely naked before his eyes, as if he is peering right into her soul.
This makes Angelica a little stiff.
"Mr. Khufu, right?" Angelica says.
"Yes," Amon nods.
"Before we get into why you are here, can you please tell how you managed to procure this eting?" Angelica asks as she is still curious as to how Amon managed to get his na on her schedule.
Amon smiles.
"Well, I wanted to et you, and now I am here," Amon says.
Angelica gives Amon a confused look, hearing his answer. "That doesn't answer my question," she says.
"What can I say, I get anything I want," Amon says with a smile.
This ti, Angelica thinks through Amon's answer. 'The way he said he gets anything he wants... I am dealing with soone important,' Angelica concludes and becos a little serious.
"I understand, Mr. Khufu, so please, tell what can I do for you?" she asks.
Amon smiles and stares at her for a few seconds in silence, making Angelica uncomfortable. She feels as if she is being stared down by an apex predator.
"From today, you are going to be my personal lawyer," Amon declares.
"Huh?" Angelica lets out a confused sound at Amon's declaration.
"I said what I said. From today, you are my personal lawyer," Amon says.
"Sir... that's not how that works..." Angelica says, taken aback by Amon's words.
Never in her entire career has anyone ever ordered her to be their lawyer, forget about her career, even her father has not experienced anything like this, and so of his clients were billionaires thirty to forty years ago.
'The sheer audacity of this man to walk into my office and order to be his lawyer? Just who in the living hell does he think he is?' Angelica thinks, bewildered.
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