Dark Revenge Of An Unwanted Wife: The Twins Are Not Yours!

Chapter 147: The Court Case X

"Yet, I don’t think Fiona is entirely to blame for her misdeeds, considering she had the approval of her father to be an evil stain on society. He even leads by example..." Athena began, her voice cutting through the tense air as Elder Timothy struggled to calm the increasingly agitated crowd.

He chose not to tell the defaulters to retrieve their shoes, which were lying idly on the ground, seeking to protect them, nor did he sanction them as he normally would. After all—if he had been part of the congregation—he would have stoned Fiona with whatever was at hand.

At Athena’s words, Elder Timothy’s attention snapped towards his right-hand man, his lips pursed in disapproval as he observed the man, Alfonso, fidgeting restlessly in his seat.

However, suddenly, the man became deathly still before erupting in a shout. "Be mindful of your words, Athena! You are here with a case against Ewan, not me. Don’t tarnish my good name in front of the people!"

Yet, Elder Timothy knew; he had long since accepted the truth—his old friend was guilty as charged. This outburst was merely a desperate attempt to save face. After all, would Athena make such a grave accusation without solid evidence to back it up?

So, he remained silent, refraining from defending his friend. Instead, he fixed his gaze on Athena, bracing himself for the evidence he knew was forthcoming.

When Athena chuckled softly and turned her attention back to the table of contents, clicking on the ’tyrant’s father’, his heart raced with a mix of curiosity and concern. What reckless act had his old friend committed now?

In an instant, the headshot of an unknown male—a man appearing to be in his early forties—flashed ominously on the screen.

"This is Larry Kaka, forty-nine years old..." Athena’s voice boomed, laced with a sadistic amusement that echoed through the room like a dark bell tolling. But Alfonso didn’t recognize the man—at least, not until Athena continued. "He is popularly known as Herbinger in the dark web. A hit-and-run mercenary..."

present in the hall. His hands trembled violently on the platform, and he had to clamp them onto his thighs to hide the manifestation of his growing dread. Yet, the sheen of sweat forming on his forehead

to the next slide, building

conversations. "He paid the mercenary to eliminate me and the children on

of defense, a red flat shoe flew from the audience, shocking the elders to their core. But due to the distance and the podium’s nature where the

screamed, indignation flaring deep in his blood, his green veins visibly straining at the

for a murderer!" echoed

Timothy sensed the crowd’s anger and impending violence boiling over again and swiftly intervened. "Alfonso, go take a seat with your

on his face. "What are you talking

you..." The words rolled off Timothy’s tongue with an icy

hanging by a thread. He opened his mouth to argue, but the stern glares from the other elders silenced him. Dejected and seething with unspent

exposed, he was a target for the varied shoes that erupted from the crowd, some even striking Fiona, who bit back her screams of pain. By the time Alfonso slumped into his seat, red scratches marred his head, and blood streamed from his nose.

gravel for order a minute later, a cold stillness

seamlessly moving back to the list of contents

her dark secrets. Even the grip of Ewan’s hand, tightening around her

my children?" He