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

like this. It was supposed to

was a killer, then he would be dragged through the

Honor! This witness is irrelevant to the case at

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 case, and her testimony

finally relented with a slight nod, “Then let the defense

was seeing stars from rage.

glance 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

was nothing more than Mr. Abernathy’s mistress. Only because she carried the heir to the Abernathy empire was she temporarily welcomed

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 of the Abernathy Group! I am Mr. Abernathy’s wife!

He wished he

he not cherished the gentle and virtuous Cynthia by his side, instead entangling himself with such

was taken from another as her own.

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

a sharp pain in his chest, though his eyes remained as cold as a lake frozen over, “As for Frederic, she can have him. Such a

her emotions

to Thaddeus’s parents, her situation was undoubtedly far better.

Emeric’s affections for her mother were genuine–if his love were as deep as the

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