Chapter 159

The prosecutor got to the point with Alfred Cummings. “Mr Cummings, did your son visit you yesterday?”

“Yes.”

“Did you ask him to testify against the law?”

Alfred glanced briefly at Mr Clark before he uttered, “No.”

“Did you ask him to testify for your case?”

“Yes, but I didn’t tell my son to lie. I’m a father. Every father’s pride is to raise his children with the highest honor and integrity.”

“You insisted that your properties were acquired by your son as gifts. Do you have proof of these transactions?”

“I’m afraid that is something I do not have. I was decluttering my home a few years back, and I must have

cleaned out the documents recording the transactions.”

“And do you have evidence transferring government funds to Helena Tanner?”

“I’m afraid not. The transfer was done discreetly so there aren’t any documents to prove it.”

“Did you hand Helena Tanner the funds through bags of cash, Mr Cummings?”

“I—” he was about to answer when Mr Clark’s look seemed to be advising him to do otherwise, so he choset o say, “I don’t recall.”

“You don’t recall?” She took one step closer and asked again, “You don’t recall how you transferred money i n the billions to Helena Tanner?”

“Yes.”

properties for you when your son

“I don’t recall how I

that your son bought the properties which are in your

simple instructions to say that Sebastian himself had purchased the properties since he eamed well as a CEO. Although they argued about it for a good twenty-five minutes, Alfred made sure he used the final five minutes to tell Sebastian how much his son

parting words to Sebastian was: do me proud, my boy, which normally made the son give in without question. But it was clear that those words had lost their magic ever since Sebastian regretted letting

you need me to repeat the question?” The prosecutor

“No.”

you don’t need me to repeat the question; or ‘No’, my understanding of

spat in

hard stare when she asked, “And how

can’t present evidence, it doesn’t mean there wasn’t any. They’re just no

smirked at his baseless argument as she said, “I see. Thank you, Mr

lawyer did could mask the glaring fact that the minister had no evidentiary support to

evidence, there was no way he could cast reasonable doubt in the prosecution’s case against him. Without reasonable doubt, Alfred Cummings would be found

guilty in hopes of a lighter sentence. And what did the minister

he pleaded guilty, the less likely the

the end of the long, dark tunnel than to seal his own faith prematurely by being the first minister among the four, and

her light brown pixie hair, which she had already checked three times in the mirror when she was getting ready. Her back straightened to project as much

covered by those long eyelashes, nor could it be overshadowed by the dark circles underneath her eyes. If she wasn’t horrified right now, there would have been something wrong with her. As the Finance Minister, as someone who has direct access to government funds, she had so

For some reason, the prosecution decided to exercise some ‘due diligence’ and dug deeper into her affairs and… business deals’. They

six million dollars, of which twenty percent went into her own pockets. The prosecution, with the

comfort she got before taking the stand was the fact that one of her two sons, Henry Martin, now seated at the front row on the other side of the aisle from the royals, told her that she looked ‘presentable and responsible’ in the pastel pink blouse and black coat and

Herbert, had

his, all because they played a little joke on the Duke and

didn’t pull harmless pranks when they were younger’, she thought to herself. And then there was that wolf, who had been speaking to Lycans like she owned all of

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to do was gaze at the King with those fake innocent eyes, and even the King is rendered blind and useless. This never happened with the late King Lucas. He

attacks’ or ‘include them in government decisions !. It is disgraceful to see how low King Alexandar had

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