His Ex Wife is A Billionaire (Evadne and Thaddeus)

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Yolanda spilled every secret she’d been harboring, and once she’d purged twenty years of pent–up frustration and oppression, she slumped back into her chair, her entire body drenched in sweat.

In that moment, she was consumed with genuine self–reproach and regret.

She despised herself for not revealing the truth for twenty long years!

If only she hadn’t been so greedy back then, if she had had the courage to stand up to Elspeth’s threats and accuse that viper of murder, Cynthia might rest in peace, and she wouldn’t have suffered two decades of a life in turmoil.

She had been foolish beyond belief. Elspeth was just Mr. Abernathy’s mistress back then. Why did she fear a woman so vile?

If only Mr. Abernathy and his wife had reconciled, Elspeth would never have risen to power or remained within the Abernathy family. Even if she had been carrying Mr. Abernathy’s child, her fate would have been nothing more than a forced disappearance, leaving the child behind.

But it was too late for regrets.

The members of the Ashbourne family, present at the hearing, felt as if they had witnessed Thaddeus’s mother’s death with their

own eyes.

The three ladies and Nydia were already tear–stricken, Aaron looked gravely solemn, and even the usually stoic Cassius had a telltale redness rimming his eyes.

He, his brothers, and Evadne, had all lost their mothers at a young age. But compared to Thaddeus, they were fortunate.

The greatest agony wasn’t a mother dying from illness, but dying with eyes wide open, without peace.

“Your Honor, I have several questions for the witness regarding this case,” Cedric said, his eyes dark as he rose to his feet.

Evadne and Thaddeus knew he was bound to cause a commotion, desperate to protect Elspeth for the sake of his future. Despite being prepared, their hearts clenched in anticipation.

Judge Ivan nodded gravely, “Proceed.”

Cedric approached Yolanda, his gaze chilling, “Witness, you’ve accused my client of being the true perpetrator of Elspeth’s murder. Did you actually see my client push her down the stairs with your own eyes? A simple ‘yes‘ or ‘no‘ will suffice. Nothing

more.”

Jason’s brows furrowed in an instant, his fists clenching.

Yolanda could only answer truthfully, “No, I didn’t, but I clearly heard.”

Bang!

soul out of Yolanda, “Sounds can be made by any object upon

sternly, “Your Honor, I object to the defense

avoid hypothetical questions, Counselor.”

only suggests that my client was the last person to see the victim alive, a suspect, but not definitively the murderer. Moreover, you claimed my client

anesthetic, but as you

and retorted fiercely, “Anything lethal carries significant risk. The defense should stick to the facts and not play word games!”

died from a fall. My client was present, but no one

witness to this case. Plus, this witness disappeared for twenty years before testifying. After twenty years, how reliable can her memory be? Could she have colluded with others?

silent, all eyes on Cedric’s infuriating face, anger

desperately managing her expression, her cheeks twitching with the effort

She was terrified

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control and laugh

thought, “Oh, Cynthia, you wretch! You couldn’t best me in life, what

sat down, his eyes a furious red, his heart

the start, like with Byron, strangled her in her cell, or drowned her in a toilet

filthy mouth! I was too gentle with him. I should’ve ripped his

“Killing someone is too easy. But then, the world would never know the true

Frederic to regret his

a murderer, what kind of regret could he possibly

the thick tension that hung over the courtroom, Thaddeus remained as composed

his penetrating and unfathomable gaze shifted to Arnold,

debate had come to an

to be checked

then I invite the prosecutor to cross–examine the defendant,” Ivan, the

Arnold’s eyes, sharp

rose slowly. He bowed solemnly to the bench and

resettled into his chair, his piercing gaze inadvertently swept over the last row, resting on Camille’s fair and comely face.

roses, pursed slightly. Behind her sunglasses, her clear eyes sparked with

Arnold’s gaze retreated, her lips moved silently, mouthing the

a few questions for the defendant, Elspeth,” Arnold announced, his voice resonating

she swallowed hard. Cedric, too, felt a knot tighten in his

Elmsworth District Attorney’s office–a tough nut to crack, impervious to bribes and

power. Many a tycoon sought to woo them, hoping for a get–out–of–jail–free card when it mattered most. While many

a different breed. Not only was he a crusader for justice, but he was also

bribe him? His pocket change