His Ex Wife is A Billionaire (Evadne and Thaddeus)

Chapter 583

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!

“Sounds can be made by any object upon

raised his hand, interrupting sternly, “Your Honor, I object to the

“Please avoid hypothetical questions, Counselor.”

by my client. Her testimony 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 attempted to poison the victim with fentanyl, but fentanyl is not a poison.

but as you know, an overdose can

risk. The defense should stick to the facts and

fall. My client was present, but no one can directly

disappeared for twenty years

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

her expression, her cheeks twitching with the effort to restrain

She was terrified

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and laugh

couldn’t best me in life, what makes you think

down, his eyes a furious red, his heart unwilling to let go. The Ashbourne family members looked

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

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

mother’s plight, sighed, “Killing someone is too easy. But then, the world would never know the true cause of Thaddeus’s mother’s death,

Frederic to regret his cold–hearted

thinks. A man who didn’t even bother to investigate the death of the woman he loved, who blindly spent twenty years married to a murderer, what kind of regret could he possibly have? He’s too proud and arrogant for that.

tension that hung over the courtroom, Thaddeus remained as composed as a statue beneath water, his serenity bordering

and unfathomable gaze

debate had come to

to be

new evidence to present, then I invite the prosecutor to cross–examine the defendant,” Ivan, the presiding judge, said, moving

Arnold’s eyes, sharp

rose slowly. He bowed solemnly to the

inadvertently swept over the last row, resting on Camille’s fair and comely

lips, the color of soft roses, pursed slightly. Behind her sunglasses, her clear eyes sparked with nervous energy,

lips moved silently, mouthing the words “Good

questions for the defendant, Elspeth,” Arnold announced, his voice resonating through the courtroom as his steely gaze

swallowed hard. Cedric, too,

rumors about Arnold from the Elmsworth District Attorney’s

when it mattered most. While many prosecutors appeared upright, they often conducted backdoor dealings, serving the

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

him? His pocket