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    After Maia’s constant boasts about Zenith Legal’s prowess, their absence at this crucial moment, surrounded by hungry reporters, threatened to turn her reputation into a spectacle of ridicule.


    Maia was about to be theughingstock!


    On social media, Rosanna’s followers eagerly pounced on the unfolding drama, their excitement palpable.


    “I’m absolutely howling withughter! The trial’s starting, and the intiff’swyer has vanished into thin air!”


    “When will Maia finally admit defeat and spare herself the embarrassment of this public humiliation?”


    Across social media, vengefulizens tagged Zenith Legal directly in their posts, their mockery sharp and relentless.


    “What happened to that wless record you’ve unted for years? Why aren’t you showing up this time?”


    “Word has it that Rosanna’s powerhouse attorney sent you scrambling for cover at thest moment!”


    “That’s impossible, right? You’re Zenith Legal!”


    Yet, Zenith Legal remained silent.


    The merciless clock ticked, showing just sixty seconds remaining before the trial was officially set to begin!


    Was this the day that Zenith Legal’s untarnished legacy of victories would finally face its first blemish?


    The growing spection drove Pattie to strike the floor with her heel. What unimaginable crisis could have prevented Zenith Legal from fulfilling their professional obligation? How could they miss such an important trial?


    The atmosphere in the gallery shifted from eager anticipation to restlessness. The judge sighed deeply, his weathered hands beginning to organize the scattered documents on his bench.


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    Reporters directed their frustration toward Maia, murmuring, “Is this entire proceeding just a waste of everyone’s time? I have deadlines breathing down my neck!”


    Several observers quietly rose and slipped out of the courtroom doors.


    Rosanna’s fans—the defendants themselves—visibly rxed. Their initial anxiety dissolved into smug satisfaction as they crossed their arms, reiming their boldness online.


    “All this dramatic buildup for nothing? I almost believed she was a genuine threat. ssic bluff! She’ll probably concoct some excuse to withdraw and save face—no, to mention her wallet.”


    Across the inte, Rosanna’s supporters began their premature victory dance.


    “We’ve won before it even started! Maia stands exposed as the fraud she is, dragging Zenith Legal’s reputation through the mud with her!”


    “So, this is what all the fuss was about? How predictable— the louder they boast, the harder they fall!”


    “So what was I ever afraid of? Maia, weren’t you nning to sue me into oblivion? Come on!”


    Rosanna perched in her seat, a barely contained smile ying at the corners of her lips.


    Today’s live stream would immortalize Maia’splete public humiliation!


    Rising slowly, Rosanna cast a withering nce at Maia before turning toward the exit.


    At that precise moment, the courtroom doors burst open with unexpected force.


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