Reece looked down. His face was cold and distant. “I don’t know what you’re talking about. I get that you’re mad I didn’t win the case. To make up for it, you don’t need to pay me. Is that fair enough?”

He turned and walked toward the door.

Bianca called out after him.

“Reece Barton, you don’t deserve to be a lawyer!”

Reece stopped, but he didn’t look back. “What you think doesn’t matter. As long as I get what I want, that’s enough.”

Bianca stayed standing until he was gone.

Then her knees gave out. She held onto the railing to keep from falling.

She couldn’t understand why he...