His Ex Wife is A Billionaire (Evadne and Thaddeus)

Chapter 581

The courtroom erupted into chaos. The nation was in shock.

Frederic’s face drained of color as if the blood had been siphoned from his veins. He leapt from his chair as if it had burst into flames, standing abruptly without a care for decorum, staring in disbelief at Elspeth.

Cynthia? Hadn’t she taken her own life because of severe depression? How had it turned into murder?

How could the murderer be Elspeth, the woman who had shared his bed for twenty years?

“I do it!” Elspeth sobbed, shaking her head as she locked eyes with him.

Thaddeus’s icy gaze slid inch by inch onto Frederic’s pale, plaster–like face. He couldn’t help but let out a bone–chilling laugh from the deepest, most bitter part of his chest.

Even now, he didn’t see the slightest hint of sorrow for his mother on this callous man’s face. What Frederic felt was not disbelief out of love for Elspeth.

He simply couldn’t accept that he had been so blind, having spent twenty years married to a murderer!

Cedric felt like he’d been struck in the back of the head with a sledgehammer, his mind buzzing

never seen anything like this. It was supposed to be a clear–cut case of murder for hire,

he would be dragged through the mud too!

is irrelevant to the case at hand, please dismiss her right

high–character society lady But my witness here can attest that the defense’s argument is nothing but a cunning ploy to exonerate their client. Thus, this witness is indeed relevant to the case, and her testimony should be

“Then let

seeing stars from rage.

who sat with a stern dignity in the audience, remembering the dread his presence inspired. She dared not hold back any longer, spilling the secrets that had

was ordered by Mr. Abernathy to attend to Elspeth’s daily needs, while she was nothing more than Mr. Abernathy’s mistress. Only because she carried the heir to the Abernathy empire was she

mistress? Who? I’m not a mistress. I am the legitimate chairwoman of the Abernathy Group! I am

thundercloud. He wished

virtuous Cynthia by his side, instead entangling

“To claim what was taken from another as her own. Impenetrable shamelessness. No wonder she could cling

a ruse. If she truly were content, my mother would not have met

a sharp pain in his chest, though his eyes remained as cold as a lake frozen over,

resolute profile, her emotions a tangled

Thaddeus’s parents, her situation was undoubtedly far

of Emeric’s affections for her mother were genuine–if his love were as deep as the ocean, wouldn’t

gavel once more, reminding in a cold tone, “Defendant,