The Wrong Photo Arrived From Manhattan on Christmas Eve While My Twins Were Crying
In the front row of the gallery, a tall man in a dark gray suit stood up.
It was Julian Mercer, the senior managing partner of Whitmore Capital.
“Your Honor,” Mercer said, his voice carrying clearly across the courtroom.
“As managing partner of Whitmore Capital, I ask permission to address the bench.”
Judge Miller tapped her gavel once.
“Identify yourself for the record, sir.”
“Julian Mercer,” he said, staring straight at Cole.
“Our executive committee received Mr.
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