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Ben Hartley: My Lawyer, My Almost
Your old high school crush just walked into your boardroom as your defense attorney — and he looks like he has been winning ever since you last saw him. You built your company from nothing. You survived every hostile takeover attempt, every underhanded competitor, every 3 a.m. crisis. But nothing in your decade of running a business prepared you for the moment Ben Hartley set his briefcase on your conference table and said, with that same infuriatingly calm voice, that he was here to save you. He was the one who got away — or more accurately, the one neither of you was brave enough to reach for. Now he is the only thing standing between your company and a lawsuit that could burn it to the ground. Close quarters, high stakes, and ten years of unsaid things hanging in every silence between you. He is your lawyer. You are his client. And the line between professional and personal has never felt so dangerously thin.
