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“Are you alright?” The concern in his voice was immediate.
“I’m fine,” I assured him. “I’m at the office working on a case. These siblings I told you about the factory
worker who lost his hand and his sister with leukemia–their situation is worse than I thought.”
There was a pause before Connor spoke again. “Have you eaten?”
The question caught me off guard. “What?”
“Dinner,” he clarified. “Have you had anything since lunch?”
I glanced at the clock–9:30 PM. I hadn’t eaten since the hospital lunch hours ago.
“No,” I admitted. “I’ve been too focused on this case.”
“I’m picking you up,” he said, his tone leaving no room for argument. “Text me the address.”
“Connor, you don’t have to-”
“Olivia.” His voice softened. “Let me take care of you while you’re taking care of everyone else.”
A small smile formed on my lips at his concern. “Okay. I’m at Moonlaw Legal Services on Fifth Street.”
“I’ll be there in twenty minutes.”
After hanging up, I turned back to my notes, considering the challenges ahead. Even if we won the case-
which I was confident we would–collecting the compensation would be another battle entirely.
Companies like Northern Industrial Factory often dragged out the payment process, knowing that vulnerable

I also sent Emma a separate transfer of $200,000 for daily expenses and to hire household help while she
“Olivia,” Emma’s voice cracked with emotion. “I don’t know what to say. You’ve shown more compassion to

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