Cassidy's voice was steady, almost as if she were recounting someone else's story rather than her own harrowing experiences. "I spent most of my time at Havenwood. Then, out of the blue, she decided to bring me back home. And for some twisted reason, she even slashed my wrist."

She slowly extended her arm.

The scars on her fair arms, visible beneath the sleeveless dress she wore, had mostly faded into faint lines.

Yet, even these healed scars were a shocking sight.

One could only imagine the kind of life Cassidy had endured over the years.

Despite her calm demeanor, anyone with a basic understanding of psychology could spot the uncontrollable trembling of her body. It was as though the mere mention of her past brought a hidden agony to the surface, vividly displayed in those subtle tremors.

No one doubted the truth behind Cassidy's words.

The scars on her body were proof enough of her suffering.

Some in the audience couldn't help but cast sympathetic glances her way.

Cassidy noticed but chose to ignore them. She laid her right arm flat, drawing attention to the scar that measured a good two inches-a testament to the severity of her injury.

The camera zoomed in, giving the online audience a clear view of Cassidy's scar.

Anyone with medical knowledge could tell at a glance how critical her condition must have been.

Zinnia, this was a blatant disregard for Cassidy's life!

"That scar," Cassidy continued, "is why I ended up in the ER for two hours. If it weren't for sheer luck, I might not be here today, speaking to you all."

Her gaze then shifted back to Zinnia. "Judge, doesn't this count as attempted murder?"

I never did such things, judge, I swear it wasn't me! She

Zinnia was in denial.

ready to face the consequences. Going to jail was not an option, especially with a son to think about.

out her phone. "Denying it won't help you, Zinnia. I have videos, recordings. Did you really think you could treat me like

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