The 5-time Rejected Gamma & the Lycan King

Chapter 195 One Hundred and Ninety-Five

The prosecutor proceeded to say, “Mr Whitlaw, I don’t know about her talent in jewellery design but her talent in keeping her business afloat despite the years of deficit proves to be extraordinary, even impossible, I must say.”

“A woman of multiple talents. She turns the impossible to the possible.”

“If that is so, why did you pour millions into her bank account every month as soon as her business was close to bankruptcy, which was…” she checked the figure and said, “…twelve years ago until your accounts were frozen last week?”

“I didn’t make such transactions.”

“Everything is in black and white. This document clearly states that the transactions were made from your bank account to hers, minister.”

“That doesn’t mean I made the transfer. You should check with my bankers.”

“We have, Mr Whitlaw. And what we found is that you used your thumbprint to verify each transaction before the funds were disbursed into Mrs Whitlaw’s account. Are you saying that someone may have stolen your thumbprint?”

“I’m simply saying that I have no recollection of such a transfer, prosecutor.”

“Do you have any recollection of Mrs Whitlaw promising you sexual intercourse over the phone after you’ve made each transfer?”

few journalists and reporters accidentally snorted, and earned stern glares from Judge Cook. Mrs Whitlaw stiffened visibly. She was warned about this portion of evidence that the prosecution had against her husband but it didn’t make it any easier to appear

you have any such recollection?” The prosecutor

lips trembled before he uttered a

“And what about…”

court adjourn for a few minutes. My client’s doctors had advised that he’d be given a five-minute break after twenty

prosecutor, and handed a single sheet of paper to the judge. Judge Cook skimmed through it while the prosecutor scowled at the defense counsel. Pierre Whitlaw was praying to the Goddess, asking her to forgive him for any misdeeds he committed in the past and spare

Goddess. The judge handed the letter back to a very hopeful Mr Clark and firmly declared, “Request denied, Mr Clark. The

Mr Clark’s eyes shattered as he

letter, Mr Clark?! It says that your client only requires

he exhibiting any such

“M-My Lord, m-my client isn’t exhibiting

a deep breath to control his internal fury before looking at the minister and asked, “Do you have your

closed in dismay at the wrong answer his client

Clark had hoped that Whitlaw would be smart enough to say that his medication was not with him

immediately dashed to the cooler in the courtroom, extracted a polystyrene cup and filled it with warm water before bringing it to Whitlaw. The minister got out the strip of tablets from his pocket, extracted a pill before putting it into

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