#Chapter 199: A Helping Hand

As I left the law firm, my emotions were a swirling mix of triumph and trepidation. The courtroom battle with Mr. Erickson was behind me, and I had emerged victorious. The judge's verdict had cleared my name, and the truth had prevailed. But there was still a lingering unease within me, a feeling that I couldn't shake. I had just sued my boss, Mr. Erickson, and the repercussions of that bold move were yet to fully sink in. The legal battle had been emotionally and mentally draining, and I had relied on my unwavering determination and the support of Aria to see it through. But as I walked down the busy streets of the city, the weight of the situation pressed upon me. My phone rang, and I fumbled to answer it. The familiar voice on the other end sent a shiver down my spine. It was Timothy. "Evie," he said, his voice filled with warmth, "we haven't spoken in a while. How have you been?" I could feel my heart race at the sound of his voice, still flustered by our recent trip to the bea