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!

can be made by any object upon impact. If people outside heard this bang, would they think

I object to the defense attorney’s speculative questioning!”

“Please avoid hypothetical

testimony only suggests that my client was the last person to see the victim alive, a suspect, but

you

sophistry and retorted fiercely, “Anything lethal carries significant risk. The defense should stick to the facts and not play

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

for twenty years before testifying. After twenty years, how reliable

on Cedric’s infuriating face, anger simmering

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

She was terrified

Chapter 583

and laugh out loud in relief!

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

a furious red, his heart unwilling to let go. The Ashbourne family

this fuss? We should’ve handled it from the start, like with Byron, strangled her in her

I was too gentle with him. I should’ve ripped his tongue out, make

never know the true cause of Thaddeus’s mother’s death, and he would never be

regret his cold–hearted foolishness,”

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 kind of regret could he possibly have? He’s too proud and arrogant for that. If I were Mrs. Winter, even if Frederic came to my grave to

courtroom, Thaddeus remained as composed

unfathomable gaze shifted

had come to an end.

only to be checked by

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

Arnold’s eyes, sharp

bowed solemnly to the bench and to the

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

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

retreated, her lips moved silently, mouthing

Elspeth,” Arnold announced, his voice

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

heard the rumors about Arnold from the Elmsworth District Attorney’s office–a tough

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

a crusader for

him? His pocket change could bury

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