199 Iustitia

Sebastian's POV

I had a million things to do, but I couldn't leave the courthouse. Not when Scar was on trial.

I thought it would take an eternity, but it ended before I realized it.

And it didn't end well.

It felt like I barely settled down on the bench outside the court before Damian came out. Almost as if he forgot something and he just came out for a quick grab. Before I could even ask, he shook his head. How could he lose? He said he was confident! Even just going in there to wave a surrender would have taken longer!

"What happened?!"

"She..." Choakingly, Damian tried to squeeze some words out, "She pled guilty..."

"Then what was the point of you being there?! We need to make an appeal--"

"We can't. It's going to be a criminal charge, and there is little room to turn this around..." Damian stops talking, looking at a man striding toward us, and his look changes from surprise to fear, "Dad..." Johnny Vanderbilt. King of the Vanderbilt Empire, which he built with Scar's mom. It's a bit surprised to see him here, because Damian didn't dare tell him about any of this.

Slap!

Johnny Vanderbilt slapped Damian on the face, hard. Dmian's teeth cut his lips, and blood slowly oozed out. He kept his head low, standing straight in front of Johnny Vanderbilt like a little boy who knew he had broken something valuable of the house. And his silver-haired father just stood there, looking at him with an expression less face, like lustitia.

"Dad...you, you know...?" Damian couldn't look his father in the eyes, not when he just delivered his long lost sister to the court guards to be imprisoned.

newspaper to get a

to tell

off his son coldly, "Tell me it's not because you wanted to judge whether your sister

opened his mouth, only to

knows

her family.

to me, a cold glare in his august eyes, "Sebastian Knight. I knew your grandmother personally, and I respect her

problem with me taking my granddaughter away?" Johnny

look to

who I'm talking to, "I mean, I'm her father and I love her. I would do anything for

didn't." Johnny

who cut

you care about her, but you can't

were fine with doing that to my Alice," Johnny Vanderbilt lets out a low, warmthless laugh, his eyes

didn't hurt Scar

None of her adopted father, her adopted mother she once

worst sinner of

rubbed his nose awkwardly, "We named your granddaughter Alice...

at him with eyes like

did because she hated

Johnny Vanderbilt laughed, but his laughs looked more scary than his cold face, "Don't you think the mother should have a

stage, and Scar can't take any hit anymore. Please, Scar can have her say in just a few weeks--" "I'm sorry," Johnny Vanderbilt turns to me with an amused look, "Didn't you divorce my daughter already? Why do you think you still

I panicked.

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