Growing up, I was always told that dreaming of becoming a lawyer was "inappropriate" for someone like me – after all, my place was supposedly at home, not in a courtroom. When my parents denied me access to my own trust fund to crush those dreams, I didn't let that stop me. Years of juggling odd jobs and late-night study sessions finally paid off when I earned my law degree, proving everyone wrong. Now, in an ironic twist of fate, my family's empire is crumbling, and guess who they're desperately turning to for help? Let's just say that sometimes karma comes with an hourly rate and some very interesting contract terms.