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!

nearly scaring the soul out of Yolanda, “Sounds can be made by any object upon impact. If people outside heard this bang, would they think I’m

his hand, interrupting sternly, “Your Honor, I

spoke, “Please avoid hypothetical

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

might be an anesthetic, but as you know, an

felt Cedric’s argument was sophistry and retorted fiercely, “Anything lethal carries significant risk. The

present, but no one can directly link Cynthia’s

cannot serve as a direct witness to this case. Plus, this witness disappeared for twenty years before testifying. After twenty years,

silent, all eyes on Cedric’s infuriating

her head low, desperately managing her expression, her cheeks twitching with

She was terrified

Chapter 583

she might lose control and laugh out loud

wretch! You couldn’t best me in

his heart unwilling to let go. The

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 with it!”

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

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, and he would never be able

regret his

Thaddeus couldn’t care less 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

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

penetrating and unfathomable gaze shifted to Arnold,

had come to

only to be checked by Cedric’s

has no new evidence to present, then I invite the prosecutor to cross–examine the defendant,” Ivan,

Arnold’s eyes, sharp

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

his chair, his piercing gaze inadvertently swept over the last row, resting on

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

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

defendant, Elspeth,” Arnold announced, his voice resonating

pounded like a drum, her throat dry as she swallowed hard. Cedric,

from the Elmsworth District Attorney’s office–a tough nut to crack, impervious to

bunch with tremendous power. Many a tycoon sought to woo them, hoping for a get–out–of–jail–free card when it mattered most. While many prosecutors appeared upright, they

Not only was he a crusader for

to bribe him? His pocket change could bury

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