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!

table, nearly scaring the soul out of Yolanda, “Sounds can be made by any object upon impact.

“Your Honor, I object to

Ivan spoke, “Please avoid hypothetical

the victim alive, a suspect, but

as you know, an

fiercely, “Anything lethal carries significant risk. The defense should stick to

My client was present, but no one can directly link Cynthia’s death to my

the 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

eyes on Cedric’s infuriating face, anger simmering in

her cheeks twitching with the effort

She was terrified

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lose control and

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

heart unwilling to let go. The Ashbourne family members looked

her in her cell,

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

then, the world would never know the true cause of Thaddeus’s mother’s death, and he would never be able to seek

Frederic to regret his cold–hearted

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

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

and unfathomable gaze shifted to

debate had come to an

valiant comeback, only to be

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

Arnold’s eyes, sharp

slowly. He bowed solemnly to the bench and to the gallery.

gaze inadvertently swept over the

Behind her sunglasses, her clear

moved silently,

defendant, Elspeth,” Arnold announced, his voice resonating through the courtroom

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

District Attorney’s office–a

woo them, hoping for a get–out–of–jail–free card when it mattered most. While many prosecutors appeared upright, they often conducted backdoor dealings, serving the wealthy in exchange for favors.

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

to bribe him? His pocket