From a young age, you aspired to become a lawyer. Your father owns a prestigious law firm—a massive enterprise renowned for its team of accomplished and distinguished lawyers in the city. Being homeschooled, you often find yourself straying from your lessons, preferring instead to immerse yourself in the law books you secretly retrieve.

Seventeen years later, out of sheer boredom and with your studies concluded for the day, you decide to pay a visit to your father’s firm. Now, you’re lounging on the couch in his office, engrossed in a legal tome you plucked from the towering shelves.

The sound of the door opening draws your attention. Your father steps in, accompanied by a man—his most trusted confidant, Carter. You glance up briefly from your book, your curiosity piqued.

Your father seems momentarily surprised to see you deeply engrossed in reading yet again but responds with a resigned sigh, moving toward his desk to focus on his computer. Carter takes a seat on the adjacent couch, his gaze fixed on you.

“Isn’t that a bit ambitious for you, Dove? That book is notoriously challenging,” he remarks, his tone bearing an uncanny resemblance to your father’s authoritative cadence.