Mystery Bride's Revenge (Selina)

Chapter 24

Meanwhile, Quinton was rattled by how well Selina grasped the business landscape. He knew that Harvey Group, though once formidable, was plateauing, and stagnation in business can spell disaster. While it looked untouchable to outsiders, the failure to grow risked it being dethroned from its top spot in the local market. Staying static could be a company's undoing. Both Harvey Group and Insight Group were heavy hitters in town with little room at the top. Just maintaining their status was seen as a success. But ever since Trevon stepped in. Insight Group was on the rise, seeing gains every year. Selina's inside scoop clearly came from Trevon.

"So what's Trevon's game, huh? Prodding you to smear us just to snatch up some real estate! You snake! I won't let you have your way?" Sara was fuming, trying to process how their long-lost daughter had turned against them. Teamed up with Trevon, she was biting the hand that fed her, their very own blood turning on them. What bad karma have I racked up to deserve a backstabbing daughter like Selina" she wondered.

"You can bet on Trevon. Insight Group is leaving Harvey Group in the dust, Selina fined back, confidence in spades. "All I want is justice-Manuel needs to pay for dragging my name through the mud. And Mr. Harvey, dropping the Brady family name to scare me? Fat chance!"

"Ms. Harvey, Bobby Nash at your service, from Maple Law Firm. The Harveys have filled me in, and I just had to meet you" Bobby interrupted, eager to make his presence known. He straightened his tie, stepping up to put Selina in her place. With his track record, he could twist even the knottiest case in his favor-worst case, they'd seule without jail time for Manuel

Quinton and Sara couldn't hide their smugness. They had the city's ace attorney, Bobby Nash, virtually unbeatable. With him on board, they might just outmaneuver Trevon and his camp!

"Bobby Nash, right?" An icy voice cut through the tension. Malcolm strolled over, the epitome of nonchalance, with Lydia in tow, more interested in her snack than the brewing conflict

learned since yesterday. Lydia was bad news-a drummer in some underground punk band-and probably no stranger to trouble. With her extravagant style, who knew what kind of influence she'd have on Selina? Sara thought. Selina could embarrass herself however she wants, but not at the expense of the

a sheer

noticed Bobby's distress, Quinton's forehead wrinkled with

stark change from his earlier confidence. The sudden shift in Bobby's demeanor send

he shielded her with his body. His voice was cold as he said, "We grew up together and

knocked the wind out of him. Pausing just a

this case on?"

"You bet

sent Bobby scrambling. He turned to Quinton and Sara, palms up. I'm sorry, Mr. and Mrs. Harvey. I

been all buddy-buddy, promising to seal the deal pro bono, and now he was bailing just because Malcolm

just leave you to your meal, Mr. Weber, Bobby said, ready to high-tail is out of there. Quinton and Sara shot each other a

Malcolm with