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THE next day, Sir Lucas is the one who picked me up in my apartment. Until now, we haven't talked about what happened that night after the party. A deafening silence prevailed us inside the car. Meanwhile, I am the first who broke it. "Uhm, Sir Lucas...I wanted to ask you something about-" "Let's talk later, Miss Stanford." He spoke promptly, so I immediately shut up. When we finally got to his office, I had the courage to talk to him again. "Sir, can I talk to you now?" "Yeah, but make me some coffee first." He said seriously, which I immediately obeyed. After I put the coffee on his table, I spoke again. "Sir, it's about what happened to-" The rest of what I was going to say was interrupted when an attorney suddenly arrived. That's why I secretly cursed in my mind. "Lucas, I ha