“It’s not the whipping!” she protested. “Mind your own business.” she said, “Actually, all I can do is file for bankruptcy and go home to mother.”
“But your Law degree, surely you can’t practise if you go bankrupt?” I suggested. Anime “Mary,” I repeated, “You put me through six months of hell, Jessica called off our engagement, I suppose you know that, and our legal bill is near a quarter of a million pounds.”
“Well mine’s not chicken feed.” she snapped. “Don’t feel like it,” I answered, “I really want to understand why,” I paused and than I asked, “What did you hope to achieve?”
She looked down at the desk, “Phew, isn’t that obvious, glass ceiling, all that.”
“But why me?” I asked, “Why falsify a complaint about me?”
“You’re senior partner, well the senior partner’s son,” she pointed out, “Logic.”
“Mary,” I said soothingly.
