THE LIE: DECEPTION TO THE CEO

-I’m getting good fees, thanks to my career and obviously to your help, by joining this renowned law firm. I’m sure in a few months, I’ll be able to make the down payment for an apartment,” she confirmed with a soft smile, very determined.

-Great! -he reacted, clapping his hands in excitement. Although he felt internally upset when he saw that she refused any help he offered her.

-Besides, this party has opened doors for me. New clients are coming! -she expressed with certainty.

-I’m glad! And I admire you! Because in spite of everything that happened to you, you didn’t give up,” he praised, in a husky, manly voice.Content © NôvelDrama.Org.

Meanwhile

Christopher, entering his Penthouse with Michelle Fontain, while checking his networks, found viral videos of that night, all related to the woman in the olive green suit, at the anniversary party of Dylan Lugo’s company.

He, upon observing the woman in detail recognized that she had a great beauty, in addition to a lush and symmetrically perfect body, but what impressed him most was her enormous resemblance to Amber.

“If it’s not because she’s serving time, I’d swear it was her,” he thought, although in none of the photos uploaded to the web, she appeared from the front, but in profile, showing the left side, in which the daring opening of the dress could be appreciated.

That night, Christopher could not be with Michelle. Reflecting on the resemblance of the woman in the video with Amber, he was totally disconcentrated, on the date with this one. For this reason, although she tried to seduce him and take him to bed, she did not succeed. He claimed he was tired.

Michelle, enraged, left slamming the door. When she went down to the parking lot, she did not go to her mansion, but she went to the club she frequents to get rid of her horniness with someone, since Christopher did not want to satisfy her, besides, it was not the first time she did this.

The next day, Christopher called his friend, Glenys Fontalvo, the director of the prison, to find out if she could get him information about Amber in jail. She offered to hear from him at once. Late at night, he received a call from her.

-Yes, it’s me,” answered Christopher. “What news do you have for me? -asked the intrigued one.

-I don’t know how you will take it? -she asked, hesitating.

-Tell me at once! -he ordered, with a grumpy voice.

-Okay! The girl graduated as a lawyer, got the benefit of sentence reduction and was released about two months ago. Apparently she is practicing her profession.

“So it was her!” he mused, recalling the video and photos of the woman in the dress with the flashy slit at Dylan’s party.

“They’re back together. The damned thing is more beautiful than ever” he considered, with bitterness and jealousy.

-Christopher? Christopher? Christopher? Are you there? -Glenys asked in a slow, worried voice.

-Yes, I’m here! -Christopher replied taciturnly, “Well! Thank you, friend. I say goodbye because I’m going to sleep, in any case we will be in touch. When hanging up the call, he was thoughtful.

A month later

Amber, visiting the prison again, met with the director Brenda Montalban, who told her that a month ago she had received a call from the director of the prison to ask about her.

-What’s strange? -Amber declared, “That’s because someone wanted to know about me! -She maintained, suspecting that Christopher was behind it, so she didn’t think much of it.

“Do you think, if you ask him for the names of the women who beat me, he’ll give them to you? -she asked, suspiciously.

-ji, ji, ji, ji! -With a restrained laugh, the Director of the prison answered, “Here they are,” handing her a sheet of paper with the names of the five women who beat her.

-Thank you Brenda, you are magnificent! -He thanked her and approached her as he received the information.

-According to what you talked to me, one of them is going to be transferred here, so we will be in contact so that you can negotiate.

-That’s what I want the most,” commented Amber, with a smile.

-Then we will wait for her,” said the director.

During this time, Amber has practiced her profession, becoming known as an excellent criminal lawyer, who practices honestly and wisely. She managed to win cases, which until now were impossible to win.

Two months later

Amber received a call from the Director of the prison.

-Hello, friend! Take advantage and negotiate, here is who we have been waiting for,” announced the Director with an anxious voice.

-Wonderful! I’ll be there tomorrow. Please authorize an interview with me.

-Count on it! -assured the director.

The next day, the new inmate met with the lawyer recommended by the Director of the prison, so that she could negotiate with the Director and she would assume her defense.

-Tell me who I should beat? -was the first thing the inmate asked in a surly, harsh voice.

-Nobody! That’s not my style! -Amber replied in a dramatic voice.

“I must change strategy, because she’s used to making a profit with that” reasoned Amber, changing tactics.

-What would you be willing to do, to get him to assume your defense? -Amber asked without a filter, adding, “It must be something good that motivates me immensely,” she said cheekily.

-Because I don’t have any money. However, the director told me that you are a lawyer who negotiates and accepts one thing for another.

-For example, you must know many things about people who work in the prisons and who pay to beat the prisoners. Do you know of any cases? Or did you participate in one? -said Amber.

-Well-well, yes! -answered, with a trembling voice, the detainee.

-Aha! Tell me, but give me names,” said Amber.

-How do I know I can trust you? -asked the inmate, doubtfully and fearfully.

-You said it yourself! The director herself made the recommendation, she knows I deliver what I offer, so it’s up to you! -commented Amber, getting up from her chair and making her leave.

-Well, I’ll trust you! -declared the inmate.

-Then we’ll understand each other! I’m all ears! -said Amber.

-There is a case, in which I was involved,” she added, pausing, as if analyzing what she was going to say.

“About two years ago, I spent several days at the checkpoint. One of the guards approached me and asked me if I was willing to do a little job? It was for a rich woman -another pause, for a few brief seconds.

“I said yes. He had already contacted someone else. However, the two of us talked to three other prisoners who were in the same cell and they accepted. That’s how we beat a young girl, who was locked up that same night.

The five of us gave her a rumba de palo,” she said, smiling, squinting and transporting herself back to that moment.

-What was the prey’s name? -asked Amber.

-I don’t remember the name! -she answered, giving a brief description of her… totally coinciding with his…