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!

out of Yolanda, “Sounds can be made

interrupting sternly, “Your Honor, I object to the defense attorney’s speculative

“Please avoid hypothetical

supposed act of murder 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

you know,

and retorted fiercely, “Anything lethal carries significant risk. The defense should stick to the facts

fall. My client was present, but no

disappeared for twenty years before testifying. After twenty

Cedric’s

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

She was terrified

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might lose control and laugh out loud in relief!

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

his heart unwilling to let

it, why 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

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

with Thaddeus’s 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

never allow Frederic to regret his

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 kind of regret could he possibly have? He’s too proud and arrogant for that. If I

the courtroom, Thaddeus remained as composed as

his penetrating and unfathomable gaze shifted to Arnold, the

had come

valiant comeback, only to

prosecutor to cross–examine the defendant,” Ivan, the presiding judge, said, moving the proceedings along as per

Arnold’s eyes, sharp

solemnly to the bench and

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

lips, the color of soft roses, pursed slightly. Behind her sunglasses, her clear

moved silently, mouthing the words “Good luck.”

defendant, Elspeth,” Arnold announced, his voice resonating through the courtroom as his steely gaze fixed upon her,

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

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

sensitive bunch with tremendous power. Many a tycoon sought to woo them, hoping for a get–out–of–jail–free card when it mattered most.

only was he a crusader for justice, but he was also a

bribe him? His pocket change could