Lost and Found: Return of My Mysterious Fiancee by KIKI

Chapter 835: Witnesses Take the Stand One by One

A pair of watery eyes stared intently at Victor.

"You have to believe me. I really had nothing going on with him before. Back then, when you married Simone, I was forced into a corner..." Her provocative gaze flitted toward Ella Bailey, a subtle smirk hidden in the corner of her lips. "What I had with him was nothing but a meaningless fling, no genuine emotions involved. Besides, you promised me you wouldn't marry her back then..."

From the side, Paula observed the scene unfolding, noticing how Ella Bailey's face grew darker by the second.

She nudged Hayden's shoulder and whispered, "Hey, look at that old woman. She's bringing up Jared's aunt to stir trouble. I've never seen anyone act this shamelessly as a third party before."

Hearing this, Hayden glanced over and scoffed, his eyes filled with ridicule. "You have to understand, Paula, there are people in this world who treat their lack of decency as if it's some kind of skill. Their moral compass isn't even on the same map as ours."

Nathan, overhearing the exchange, thought to himself: These two are surprisingly alike.

"Victor..."

Hayden and Paula's intention to humiliate them was crystal clear, and they had no plans to hold back.

The commotion was loud and clear in their corner of the room, even if it was less audible on the courtroom stage.

Ella Bailey's lips curved into a faint smile, but it disappeared just as quickly.

Vivienne's face flushed red, then turned a shade of purple. Ignoring the situation entirely, she buried her face into Victor's chest.

"Look at them! They're all humiliating me!"

Victor's eyes flickered as memories of the past resurfaced, his face betraying a trace of guilt.

"Didn't your father teach you to respect your elders?! No manners at all!"

The White family had long been at odds with the Bailey family, and Paula wasn't afraid of him in the slightest.

"A homewrecker like you has no right to call yourself my elder!"

"Mr. Bailey, maybe you should spend more time keeping an eye on your mistress. You wouldn't want to be betrayed without even knowing it!"

As the argument escalated below, the fact that Max Bailey's gaze had never left Vivienne for even a second went unnoticed.

The moment she leaned into Victor's embrace, his entire demeanor shifted, his aura radiating hostility.

Even the special handcuffs around his wrists began to rattle violently.

Gill, satisfied with achieving his goal, allowed a smug and arrogant smile to stretch

have nothing left to

even urging the plaintiff's witnesses

innocent! Otherwise, how could he act so calm? But... who is Max Bailey staring at over there?

Dyer family. Maybe

Max Bailey is staring at Victor's mistress. The two of them had an affair

flashed across the courtroom atmosphere like rumors. Only a few paid them any attention. On

icy and

Max Bailey glanced at Luke Gill, the

to have

sparing a glance at Tina's group, he clenched

a word, Dexter, acting on Tina's instructions, raised his hand. "Your Honor,

air froze momentarily as his words echoed through the

indifferent gaze sweeping over

a mixture of frustration and amusement crossing his

plaintiff was dragging this out like a dull knife, not just tormenting Luke Gill but also

witnesses one after another like

he finally said, his voice heavy with resignation. He silently prayed that this time, the plaintiff's witnesses could deliver the evidence needed to secure a conviction,

pulling out

seasoned martial artist, Hayden's

guns. But if you're that excited, hit yourself, not me!" Hayden blinked. "Wait, that was you? No wonder it didn't

Nathan: ... I'm numb...

spectacle, sighed

lips. She thought for the umpteenth time: Truly, he lives up to his code

the group laughed and bantered, the courtroom

small group from Maplewood village stepped into the courtroom under the

his pupils contracting

Ella Bailey thought she could even hear the tremor in Victor's

smirked faintly, her sneer hidden

that Uncle Ozan? Dad, didn't you

Victor's face turned pale. He averted his gaze, refusing to

where that wretched

tilted her head, her

fraud? But that man hasn't taken

as midnight

turned his