Megan leaned across the desk, her eyes imploring as she spoke to Ms. Estre. “I know, I know, just
snag me a little more time, okay? And I have this gut feeling-if you’re the one to handle my case, even
Jackson will crumble. You’ve got the gift of gab, Ms. Estre.”
Estre’s reputation preceded her. Megan had been keeping tabs on her cases, especially the high-
stakes ones involving Nick and Lexi. She hadplete faith in Estre’s expertise, which was why she
sought her out in the first ce.
Sensing Megan’s determination, Estre relented with a sigh, “Alright, I’ll see what I can do to buy you
some time.”
Megan’s face lit up with gratitude. “Thank you. Thank you so much, Ms. Estre.” After a flurry of
thanks, Megan registered her details with the paralegal before heading out.
Once Megan left, Ms. Estre picked up the documents and let out a long, weary breath. It seemed she
was on her way to being pegged as the go-to divorce attorney in town. “Ms, Estre, looks like you’re
not hurting for clients these days,” a colleague teased. “Yeah, Ms. Estre, you’re practically the queen
of divorce court now,” another chimed in.
“I could use a few earth-shattering cases to shake things up a bit.” Estre half-joked, half-pleaded.
Logan emerged from his office overhearing her. “Estre, those cases with Ryan, Lexi, and Nick,
they’re all criminal cases. You’re just so well-known now that everyone’sing to you. But remember,
it’s not about the size of the case.”
“Hi,” she greeted him, along with the rest of the team.
Logan waved everyone back to their seats with a casual gesture and continued, “Each case thates
to Justice Guardians LLP is a testament to our clients’ trust in us. We need to handle every case with
fairness and integrity.”
“We got it.”
“Understood.”
After the team’s affirmations, Logan turned back to Estre. “You’re making great strides, Estre.
Keep up the good work.”
“Will do.”
Once Logan retreated to his office, Estre settled back at her desk to dive into Megan’s case. Later in
the afternoon, after wrapping up a contract dispute from the previous week, Jesse called to invite her
out to dinner.
At the restaurant, Estre inquired with a hint of surprise, “Where’s Bryce? Why didn’t hee with
you?”
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Jesse said, “He got shipped off to manage Velvet Voices KTV. Jason thought he’d be a good fit since
he’s got a knack forworking.”
Estre rolled her eyes at the euphemism, knowing full well the kind of working’ Jason had in mind
for Bryce.
Shortly after, the server brought their meals, and Jesse broached another topic. “Got your invite to the
school anniversary, Estre?”
“Yeah, I did.”
They were talking about Ravenwood College’s centennial celebration. Big shots like Jason and
Grayson were practically VIPs, having donated generously over the years. Despite not being as
prominent, Jesse, hailing from the prestigious Manning family, had also contributed to the school’s
legacy, earning her a ce among the honored guests.
Midway through dinner, Bryce called, trying to talk Estre and Jesse into joining him at Velvet Voices
KTV, promising a lineup of top-notchpany.
Jesse couldn’t help butugh. “Bryce, you might have found your true calling. Maybe you should just
settle down at Velvet Voices KTV.”
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On the other end, Bryce’s voice grew frantic. “Hey, don’t abandon me! I’m just missing you guys,e
on over.”
Jesse smirked, cutting the call short.
As the clock neared nine, they strolled through a department store. Jesse suggested catching a movie,
but Estre, yawning and teary-eyed from exhaustion, declined. “Jesse,
I’m beat. Let’s do it another time.”
Jesse studied her closely, concerned. It was unlike Estre to tire so easily; they used to all-nighters
gaming and movie marathoning without a peep ofint. Something was definitely up.
“What’s with the look, Jesse?” Estre teased, wrapping her coat tighter around her.
Jesse crossed her arms, a yful suspicion in her eyes. “Estre, you’ve been acting offtely, heading
home early, getting tired. What’s going on?”
Estre couldn’t help but chuckle under Jesse’s gaze. Leaning in, she whispered
something that turned Jesse’s expression from shock to joy.
“Let’s get you home,” Jesse said protectively, guiding her out of the store.
Estre chuckled at Jesse’s attentiveness. “Don’t treat me like some kind of royalty.”
“But you are my royalty,” Jesse dered with a wink. “My queen.”
Estre knew she could always count on Jesse. Smiling, they left the department store, their banter
echoing into the night.
Upon arriving at Sandalwood Oasis and ensuring Estre was safely back in the care of Marie, Jesse
finally set off for home.
Estre called out to her, “Jesse, why don’t you stay over tonight?”
Jesse chuckled, “You know how I am. I can’t even get used to staying at the old Manning estate. I’ve
got to get back to my own ce.”
She would have been quite content to bunk down with Estre at the spacious ranch in Waterfall Acres,
but Sandalwood Oasis? Not so much. There were too many people, and Jason would being home
later that evening.
Since Jesse insisted, Estre didn’t say further. As Jesse was waving goodbye, she cautioned,
“Estre, you better head inside before the wind chills you to the bone.”
Estre stood firmly, “I’m not stepping out. I’ll just stand at the door to see you off.”
After watching Jesse’s car disappear into the night, Estre turned back inside, while Mariemented
nearby, “Miss Jesse is actually quite a decent person, warm and polite.”
“Yes.” Estre replied with a smile, her admiration evident. Jesse was better than they had imagined,
stronger and more understanding. It’s just Jesse’s heart had closed off to everyone except Estre and
Bryce after her mom’s death and everything that happened.
Not long after Jesse left, Jason returned. He found Estre fresh from the bath, stepping out of the
washroom. He approached and wrapped her in his arms, nting a kiss before resting his chin on her
shoulder.
“I had a little schmooze with Taylor and Grayson tonight,” he murmured.
Estre teased, “I can smell the mingling scents on you.”
Jason assured her, “I didn’t drink or smoke. That’s just the party’s perfume clinging to me.”