Sunny's eyes lit up with interest. She confirmed it again with Jerry.
"So you're saying this singer, Luna, the one who released ‘Destiny,' is the same person who plagiarized your work?"
"That's right. It's her. Word is, she just came back from overseas, and she's got connections high up at SkyVault. She's got some serious backing."
"Not to mention, her debut album, ‘Fresh Start,' was produced by a top-tier team hired by SkyVault. Attorney Carrington, you know how most big-name artists rarely put out full albums these days—they'll usually test the waters with a couple singles first."
"But Luna's team doesn't care about making money. That's not my concern, of course. What I can't accept is her claiming that ‘Destiny' is an original song. She's passing off my work as her own."
Sunny took it all in, piecing the situation together.
Of course SkyVault didn't care how much they spent on Luna's album. After all, she was about to become the boss's wife, wasn't she?
The thing was, this probably wasn't the only thing her album had ripped off.
Sunny gave a small, knowing smile. "I hear you. And—what a coincidence—my firm is handling an intellectual property case about the copyright on her album's cover art. My team, in fact."
"Seriously? Luna's people are plagiarizing the cover art too?" Jerry sounded exasperated.
Whether Luna herself was behind the stolen artwork, Sunny couldn't say for sure.
Summit Legal had worked with SkyVault before, but ever since their contract expired, they hadn't renewed.
After Wyatt found out about her ties with SkyVault, he hadn't pushed for a renewal either.
But if they took on this music copyright case, Summit Legal would be burning their bridge with SkyVault for good.
She'd have to run this by Wyatt.
She wouldn't dare take the case without the boss's green light.
After seeing Jerry out, Sunny went straight to Wyatt's office.
She didn't expect to bump into Vanessa, who flashed her a sly, knowing smile.
"Attorney Crawford." Sunny greeted her, keeping her tone cool and professional.
"Oh, Sunny, sorry about this," Vanessa replied, feigning innocence. "SkyVault Entertainment used to be your team's client, but now I've signed them. I just explained to Director Harrison that I didn't steal your client—SkyVault came to us. Let Wyatt know, will you? I don't want him barging in here, yelling at me again."
Sunny's heart sank.
SkyVault had gone over to them.
Still, even if her team wasn't handling the account, Summit Legal as a whole was. That meant taking on this infringement case would be tricky.
With her mind racing, Sunny knocked on Wyatt's office door.
"Sunny, are you trying to pick a fight with Vanessa and drag me into it?"
"Just tell me: Why do you want this case so badly?"
Sunny decided to lay her cards on the table. "Both infringement cases are about SkyVault's latest up-and-coming artist. And that artist? She's the woman who came between me and my ex."
Wyatt stared at her for a moment, at a loss for words.
"Well, that explains why you're so invested. Still, I'm sorry, Sunny. Summit Legal can't take this case."
Sunny sighed inwardly. She'd seen this coming.
Wyatt saw her shoulders droop and couldn't help but chuckle. "Summit Legal can't take it, but a friend's firm could. Of course, their attorneys would be in charge, but if you wanted to use your vacation days to consult or offer advice, that's your business. Our firm wouldn't be involved. Sound fair?"
"Yes! Thank you, boss!" Sunny perked right up.
She knew it—Wyatt always acted tough, but he had a soft spot underneath.
Back at her desk, she messaged Jerry. They set up a meeting for seven that evening at Pinnacle Legal Partners.
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Lately, Luna's relationship with Tristan had been rocky, and even her album launch hadn't made much of a splash.

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