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!

the soul out of Yolanda, “Sounds can be made by any object upon impact. If people outside

I object to the defense attorney’s speculative

spoke, “Please avoid hypothetical questions, Counselor.”

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. It’s a commonly available anesthetic, even obtainable at clinics abroad, a completely legal

as you know, an overdose

carries significant risk. The defense should stick to the facts and not play word

a fall. My client was present,

plaintiff’s witness cannot serve as a direct 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? Her testimony is utterly unreliable!”

eyes on Cedric’s

her head low, desperately managing her expression, her cheeks twitching with the effort to

She was terrified

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and laugh out

wretch! You couldn’t best me in life, what makes you

a deadlock, Jason sat down, his eyes a furious red, his heart unwilling to let go. The

all this fuss? We should’ve handled it from the start, like with Byron, strangled her in her cell, or drowned her in a toilet bowl, and be done

too gentle with him. I should’ve ripped his tongue out, make him a mute lawyer!” she hissed.

empathizing with Thaddeus’s mother’s plight, sighed, “Killing someone is too easy. But then, the world would never know the

never allow Frederic to regret his

what Frederic 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

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

moment, his penetrating and unfathomable gaze shifted to Arnold, the

debate had come to

only to be checked by Cedric’s relentless

then I invite the prosecutor to cross–examine the

Arnold’s eyes, sharp

falcon’s, rose slowly. He bowed solemnly to the

over the last row, resting on

her sunglasses, her clear eyes sparked with nervous energy, her heartbeat rippling

her lips moved silently, mouthing the words “Good luck.”

announced, his voice resonating through

her throat dry as she swallowed hard. Cedric, too, felt a knot

from the Elmsworth District Attorney’s office–a tough

card when it mattered most. While many prosecutors appeared upright, they often

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

bribe him? His pocket change