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We arrive at the courthouse, and as expected, paparazzi swarm outside. They must be wondering what brings us here. My boss takes my hand, and we enter without stopping. We walk down a long hallway until we reach a courtroom. Inside, I see several people, with a judge seated at the front. Minerva sits beside her lawyer. My boss still holds my hand as we approach. My aunt looks closely at how my boss and I are holding hands., and anger boils inside me. She's a despicable woman. Good afternoon, Damian - says Martin. He's my boss's lawyer. I know him because we've worked together on some legal matters concerning my obnoxious and sexy boss. They greet each other warmly, and then Martin looks at me. Hello Elena, how are you? - Martin says. He's tall, 30 years old, the same age as my boss. He h