CHAPTER 46
AZALEA
Monday afternoon.
“Okay, counsel, that's all for today!” I sighed. Three hours of racking our brains over medical-legal cases was a real brain drain. My team chorused thank-yous before they left the room one at a time carrying with them piles of folders we discussed earlier.
“Jenna and Louise, give me 30 minutes, then let’s polish your petition paper,” One more meeting, and my day would end. I looked at the clock on the wall at 4:30 in the afternoon. With another meeting set at 5 pm, I’d be lucky to leave the office at 7 in the evening.
When the staff left me in the conference room, I stared blankly at the ceiling.
Law and justice, despite being a challenging and exhausting field of work, I couldn’t imagine myself doing anything else rather than this. I eat, sle
