She thought she must have misheard. "Who? Who did you say?"
"Shirley Tillery. A top lawyer at Goldspire Law Associates."
Zelena never imagined she'd hear that name again.
Shirley? Wasn't she supposed to be scraping by at the bottom of society?
And now she's a lawyer?
That wretch is still around—and doing well? Unbelievable.
It must've taken years of clawing her way up.
Zelena couldn't help but find it ironic as she recalled the frail, pitiful girl from their past.
"I need to see her myself."
Zelena hadn't planned on getting directly involved, but knowing Shirley was the opposing lawyer sparked her curiosity.
Just how much had Shirley changed?
After all, they were old classmates—there was no harm in a reunion.
The next day, after Celeste was released following 24 hours of cooperation with the investigation.
Zelena sent someone to pick her up and then went to meet Shirley in person.
Shirley had anticipated this.
She wasn't at all surprised when Zelena walked in.
Zelena sat across from Shirley and slowly removed her sunglasses. "It really is you, Shirley.
"Before today, I couldn't believe it. I thought, how could that pitiful girl who couldn't even finish school suddenly become a big-shot lawyer? My, my, what a surprise."
Shirley ignored Zelena's mocking tone, meeting her gaze with calm resolve before delivering a sharp retort.
"You go by Zelena Blake now? I don't think we've met. I don't know any celebrity named Zelena Blake. I only remember a little delinquent named Zelena Cooke."
Zelena Cooke.
The surname from her days with her adoptive father, before she returned to the Blake family.
It had been a long time since anyone called her that.
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