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

career, he had never seen anything like this. It was supposed to be a clear–cut case of murder for hire, so how had Thaddeus’s mother’s case gotten

really was a killer, then he would be dragged through the mud too!

This witness is irrelevant to the

stated that Elspeth couldn’t possibly be the killer because she’s a cultured, 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.

with a slight nod, “Then let the defense

seeing stars

at Thaddeus, 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 been hidden for

attend to Elspeth’s daily needs, while she was nothing more than Mr. Abernathy’s mistress. Only because

flushed face like a mark of shame, and she roared in anger, “Who are you calling a mistress? Who? I’m not a mistress. I am the legitimate chairwoman

as dark as a thundercloud. He wished he could send

Cynthia by his side, instead entangling himself with such a greedy, ungrateful

her head in disdain. “To claim what was taken from another as her own. Impenetrable shamelessness. No wonder

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

cold as a lake frozen over, “As for Frederic, she can have

resolute profile, her emotions a

to Thaddeus’s parents, her situation was undoubtedly

couldn’t be sure how much of Emeric’s affections for her mother were genuine–if his love were as deep as the ocean, wouldn’t it be a

cold tone, “Defendant, please remain calm and