Cathleen drove her car out into the busy streets of Manhattan. The only thing she was wishing for was rain. She had never had a case in Manhattan before, and ever since people had heard of a celebrity lawyer, they had wanted to hire her for their own cases. Hiring Cathleen wasn't cheap. She had never lost a case, not even once. This court case was a tough one, but for her, it was more of a debut in Manhattan, which was soon going to be her playground.
Cathleen had rules when it came to what she tried to get done. No mobile phones unless it's part of the evidence; only witnesses and a limited number of family members; and she hated the media as they wanted to know who the celebrity lawyer was.
Cathleen pulled up in the car park of the High Court and sighed as she sat in her car; paparazzi were all over the place. Just when Cathleen didn't know how she was going to get into the High Court without being noticed, the raindrops started to fall like stones, and the sound of the crashing waves was like a drumbeat. The heavy rain made the double doors of the High Court safe for Cathleen to enter as all the media personalities ran to their cars. She had been doing this for years, and no one knew who the lawyer was. Cathleen turned on her umbrella and made her way freely to the huge doors of the High Court, with no one in the way and no one taking pictures. She secretly thanked God for the rain that had fallen from heaven. Luck seemed to be on her side today.
Cathleen had taken on an unfair dismissal case by chance. The family she was representing didn't have the money to pay her, but after hearing the defendant's statement one day, Cathleen vowed to make the man pay. He was from one of Manhattan's aristocratic families. She didn't care if she made an enemy, but he had to pay what he owed the man. When people work, they get paid for their work. BB Food was one of the many big companies in Manhattan, so why was it that they had failed to pay a common worker? As soon as Cathleen walked into the courtroom, the trial began.
Meanwhile, in Xavier's office, Caleb couldn't help but wonder about BB Food; they were a big company, and there was no way one employee could take them on. As he sat in his master's office, he thought about the court case.
"Sir, in your opinion, will the Jones family be victorious in the court case?" Caleb's question interrupted Xavier, who was still thinking about how mysterious his wife was.
"The man is nothing more than an employee who has nothing to offer. I doubt he could even afford a lawyer. So BB Food could win the lawsuit."
"Rumour has it that the man has the services of that famous mystery lawyer. They call the lawyer the 'celebrity lawyer'." After Caleb made this comment, Xavier thought about it for a while.
"If true, this lawyer could lose this lawsuit. I have my doubts that anyone in their right mind would take on a big company like BB Food. But if they do lose this court case, then their stock price is going to go down, and they could lose a lot of partnerships because of a single employee." Xavier said, and Caleb thought about it for a while.
"By all accounts, this lawyer has never lost a case in his or her career. If BB Food is going to lose to this lawyer, it is going to be a big embarrassment. They might even lose a bit of face in town. But why isn't the trial being broadcast online or televised, given that this is a big trial?"
Xavier shrugged his shoulders, and his thoughts turned to Cathleen. There was no reaction from her when she saw Olivia on top of him today. There had never been a scandal between her and a man in her life. The only thing he knew was that Cathleen was engaged to be married to Finn. Had she suddenly become a lesbian after she broke up with Finn?
Who in their right mind wouldn't want to have me in their bed? Xavier thought to himself.
In all the countries I've been to, the ladies look at me with lust written all over their eyes, but Cathleen doesn't even take a second look at me. It's like I am invisible.
He thought. And he didn't like the fact that she wasn't even leading him on.
It was supposed to be a good thing, but why am I so worried? He continued to think about his cold-hearted wife.
"Caleb, do you think my wife might like women more than men?" Caleb's throat tightened, and he struggled to catch his breath. The sudden burst of coughing was wracking his body. He felt like he was drowning in his own saliva, gasping for air as he tried to regain control of his lungs. The violent convulsions shook him from head to toe, leaving him weak and disoriented.
"I beg your pardon, sir. Sorry, what?" Caleb asked. He couldn't believe what his master had just asked him. How could he think that his wife was fond of women? He thought it was a joke on his master's part, but when Caleb raised his eyes to his master's, the man was deadly serious. Caleb swallowed hard and asked his master a question.
"Why would you think that, sir?"
"I mean, look at me. That woman won't even spare me a single glance. Every woman looks at me like I'm some kind of ice cream that could make them happy. But not Cathleen."
"Perhaps you're not her type, sir." Before the man could get angry, Caleb added. "Maybe she doesn't like you."
"Who in their right mind wouldn't like me?" Xavier asked, and Caleb was quick to give the answer.
"Your wife, sir." Xavier froze in his chair; it was the truth. Cathleen was not bothered by the things he did. Maybe he should bring another woman home with him who wasn't Olivia, just to see how she would react. I mean, he was her husband. Wasn't she supposed to have some sort of feeling for him? He thought to himself as he looked at the large television screen hanging on the wall.
"The BB food has been exposed in full daylight by the celebrity lawyer. They have to pay their ex-employee the sum of 7 million dollars." Both of the men turned their heads in disbelief. Caleb's mouth was agape, gasping at this information. The Jones family was never going to let this one go. 7 million dollars wasn't a piece of cake. Not to mention that they were about to lose so much.
As reporters gathered outside the courthouse to wait for the lawyer who had won the case against the Jones family, Xavier thought for a moment that he saw someone dressed exactly like Cathleen. But then he shrugged it off. Why would Cathleen be at the Supreme Court instead of selling her body?