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

to be a clear–cut case of

killer, then he would be dragged through the

“Your Honor! This witness is irrelevant to

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,

with a slight nod, “Then let the defense proceed with their

was seeing stars from

a glance at Thaddeus, who sat with a stern dignity in the audience, remembering the dread his presence inspired.

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

word “mistress” seared Elspeth’s 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 of the Abernathy Group! I am Mr. Abernathy’s wife! It was Cynthia who was the mistress! She stole my

as dark as a thundercloud. He wished he could

and virtuous Cynthia by his side,

delusional,” Evadne muttered under her breath as she observed Elspeth’s distorted face, shaking her head in disdain. “To claim what was taken from another as her own. Impenetrable shamelessness. No

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

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

profile, her emotions

to Thaddeus’s parents, her situation was undoubtedly

how much of Emeric’s affections for her mother were genuine–if his love

in a cold tone, “Defendant, please remain calm and

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