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

anything like this. It was supposed to be a clear–cut case of murder for hire, so how had Thaddeus’s

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

he shouted in desperation, “Your Honor! This witness is irrelevant to the case at hand,

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. Thus, this witness is indeed relevant to the

“Then let the defense proceed with their questioning

seeing stars from rage.

audience, remembering the dread his presence inspired. She dared not hold

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

“Who are you calling a mistress? Who? I’m not a mistress. I am the legitimate chairwoman of the Abernathy Group! I am Mr. Abernathy’s wife! It was Cynthia who was the mistress! She stole my

a thundercloud. He wished he could send someone to

and virtuous Cynthia by his side, instead entangling himself with such a

observed Elspeth’s distorted face, shaking her head in disdain. “To claim what was taken from another as her own.

If she truly were content, my

his chest, though his eyes remained as cold as a lake frozen over, “As for Frederic, she can have him. Such a deceitful, insincere man does not deserve my

resolute profile, her emotions a tangled mess.

situation was undoubtedly far better.

for her mother were genuine–if his love were as deep

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