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

this. It was supposed to be a clear–cut case of murder for hire, so

killer, then he would be

irrelevant to

witness here can attest that the

slight nod, “Then let the defense proceed

stars

the dread his presence inspired. She dared not hold back any longer, spilling the secrets

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 temporarily welcomed into the Abernathy fold,

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! It was Cynthia who was the mistress! She stole my

complexion turned as dark as a thundercloud. He wished he could send someone to

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

in disdain. “To claim what was taken from another as her own. Impenetrable shamelessness. No wonder she could cling to their house, accept a loveless union,

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

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

her

situation

even now, she couldn’t be sure how much of Emeric’s affections for her mother were genuine–if his love were as deep as the

once more, reminding in a cold tone, “Defendant, please remain calm and