30 Days Till I Divorce My Husband

Chapter 264

Autumn reluctantly agreed to Jason’s proposal for a Saturday get-together with a forced smile, despite her reluctance. “Sure, Saturday it is.”

And just like that, plans were made.

No sooner had Jason left than Estrella noted Autumn’s discontent. “I’ve told you before not to make promises you can’t keep. Now you’ve gotten yourself into a pickle.”

Over the past few weeks, each time Jason dropped them off, Estrella never invited him inside, despite his inquiries about when he might come in for a visit. Estrella always deftly changed the subject. It wasn’t the right time.

But this time, Autumn had done the inviting herself, and Estrella felt it wasn’t her place to comment. She didn’t make the invitation anyway.

Hearing Estrella’s words, Autumn sulked, “How was I to know Jason would be so presumptuous?”

Estrella replied matter-of-factly, “He’s never been one for pleasantries.” With that, Estrella retreated to her bedroom.

Not long ago, her father had suggested that Isaac should start sleeping in his own room to foster independence and give Estrella a break. Estrella couldn’t bear the separation, so mother and son continued to share a room. Upon entering, Estrella found the nanny had already bathed Isaac and tucked him into bed.

The nanny whispered with a smile, “Miss, little saac is such an angel. Slept through his bath just like you used to.”

“Thanks, Judy,” Estrella said, approaching the crib and gently stroking Isaac’s peaceful face.

After a brief chat with Judy, Estrella took her own shower and finished up some work before finally settling into the large bed next to Isaac’s.

Come Friday, the day of the third hearing for the Glimmering Lake case, Estrella woke up early, had breakfast with Isaac, and then drove to the courthouse. Upon her arrival, Jason was already there.

The roadblock incident involving Estrella and Keegan, along with the alarming number of Glimmering Lake villagers falling ill, had captured public interest, drawing a sizable crowd of onlookers to the courtroom.

As Estrella stepped out of her car, Jason approached her, tucking away a stray lock of her hair and straightening her coat’s collar. “Just do your best and don’t stress,” he encouraged.

Estrella appreciated his acknowledgment of her hard work. After a brief exchange with Jason, Estrella entered the courthouse.

mind shifted completely to her work,

after, with the judge and ChemiSphere’s attorneys taking their

company’s attempts to

from her position representing the plaintiffs, “Your Honor, in addition to more medical reports of poisoning

at the mention of an employee’s testimony, cursing the failed attempt to silence

judge prompted Estrella to present the new evidence, leaving the opposing counsel no choice but to

calmly laid out her case, “The new evidence reveals that although ChemiSphere purchased wastewater treatment equipment, it was merely outdated machinery discarded by another

clear that ChemiSphere has not used or operated the machine for sewage treatment since its purchase. The high

rebut, “Your Honor, while it’s true that the equipment was acquired from another company, it’s not the obsolete product the plaintiff

wastewater treatment device, purchased from a sister company within our conglomerate, is nearly new and fully meets national emission standards. It has been operational since acquisition, and we welcome any inspection by the court.”

is a 20-year-old model, long outdated by current standards. As for your claim of its near-new condition, one must question whether it was ever properly utilized by its previous owner, or was it merely a showpiece

darkened, “Ms. Estrella, your assumptions are baseless and slanderous

speculate on the history of the equipment. Surely, counsel, you’re well aware of the operational costs and consumption of

out a set of graphs and charts, which illustrated the power consumption history of ChemiSphere. With the confidence of a seasoned attorney, she addressed the presiding judge, “Your Honor, according to our extensive research, it’s evident that ChemiSphere’s power usage doesn’t even come close to half of what’s typical

activities, as well as the processor itself. If there’s any doubt about this assertion, we could compare it with

behemoth that was not only costly to run but also incredibly complex. Because of

also discovered that after we initiated the lawsuit against ChemiSphere, they swiftly and surreptitiously filled their wastewater discharge channels with concrete grout, hastily constructing an alternate channel. This new channel supposedly leads from the treatment

channel has been analyzed, and the report confirms it’s fresh grout, poured in the last two months. Excluding the sealed segment, the pollution levels in the accessible parts of the channel are consistent with one another. “We can now state with certainty that for the past decade, ChemiSphere has been discharging untreated wastewater directly into Glimmering Lake, leading to varying degrees of fluoride poisoning among the residents

in the discharge channel overnight. There are even villagers who’ve been hospitalized due to severe poisoning. We implore the

through the courtroom’s tense silence, “I was one of the workers ChemiSphere hired to plug the old channel and dig the new one. I can attest that everything being said here

the machines at Chem

had made countless trips to Glimmering Lake, and she had even taken the initiative to ensure the villagers had access to clean water and food. Her dedication and compassion had

villagers’ testimony, struck his gavel, bringing a semblance of order, “Please, everyone remain calm. We will call upon witnesses as necessary.” With the judge’s words,

severity of the offense, including the loss of fertile land and the pollution of a vital waterway, we hereby sentence the legal representative of ChemiSphere, Jace, to 10 years of imprisonment. Additionally, Jace is to cover medical

lawyer in a panic, “Say something! Aren’t you supposed to be the best? How

the gallery, voiced their indignation, “Your family’s lives

distraught to register their anger, clung to his lawyer, “Do something! What