His Ex Wife Is A Billionaire

Chapter 580

The courtroom was electric with tension, a palpable force that seemed to thrum through the very air. Jason had been quiet for the most part, his reticence a sharp contrast to Cedric’s animated display, which appeared to have left Jason at a disadvantage.

In the gallery, Nydia’s heart was a frantic rabbit, hopping madly with anxiety. Her gaze, intense and unwavering, bore into Jason, and her eyes ached with the strain of her concern. She wished she could do more than just silently cheer him on from the sidelines.

“The plaintiff’s counsel, please proceed,” Ivan announced, his voice grave but his eyes briefly softening with a brotherly confidence as they met Jason’s.

The Dempsey siblings, though grown and less intertwined in each other’s lives, still maintained a certain moral compass, unlike Cedric, who seemed to have sold his soul in the relentless pursuit of wealth. Ivan and Jason, they played by the rules, never crossing those ethical lines.

Cedric, on the other hand, held a condescending view of Jason and frequently chided Ivan for being “stuck in the past,” boasting about how he was the pillar of the Dempsey family – the eldest son blessed with high expectations from their parents, and the one to uphold the family’s prestige once their father, a venerable judge, retired.

But Cedric was blissfully unaware of the steep price that was silently accruing against all he had acquired–a price that would demand a harsh reckoning for his moral bankruptcy.

Jason presented a document, his clear eyes flashing dangerously. “As we all know, the defendant, Elspeth, is far from the innocent she’s been made out to be. She’s been summoned by the prosecution more than once before her arrest.”

His use of “as we all know” was a blatant jab at Cedric, essentially accusing him of lying through his teeth.

“Her arrest was not just for suspicion of murder–for–hire, but also for drug possession and use in public.”

The screen in the courtroom flickered to life, showing footage of Elspeth in a drugged stupor at the racetrack’s lounge, her moans of pleasure making the audience and even the judges cringe in discomfort.

Cedric glared at Jason, keenly aware of the game he was playing.

“Turn it off, turn it off now! Stop playing it!” Elspeth cried out, her face red with shame and anger.

Jason was intent on using the video as damning evidence, aiming to shame the defendant once more, and he did so mercilessly.

video were

lips twisted in a cruel smirk, added, “After this trial, I doubt Frederic would afford her a dignified funeral, or even bother with a proper

fearing more than just eyestrain if

wishing he could leave without looking back. But his departure would signal a retreat, and who

severe addiction, who needs her fix at any time and place, be more stable than the

at him, her face red as

speculating without evidence, and it’s irrelevant

“Plaintiff’s counsel, please keep

“Yes, Your Honor.”

and looked meaningfully towards Evadne and

back to Elspeth. “Ms. Elspeth, you claim you’ve never killed anyone. I ask you again, is this true?

simplicity of Jason’s

chicken, how could I kill a person?” Elspeth’s mind raced, recalling how she’d always manipulated others to do her dirty work. With such stature, she would never soil her hands. “No matter how many times you ask, my answer is the same, never!”

Honor, I’d like to call a new witness to

as Ivan nodded his approval.

peppered with gray and her clothes modest and worn. This unremarkable woman struck Elspeth like a thunderbolt, terror gripping her

a clatter, Elspeth collapsed against the defendant’s rail,

was the

maid in hiding, banished to the quaint R City, how on earth could she be here? She had people on her for years, eyes watching her every move. Even when she was detained, Glynnis was supposed to handle everything. How could she possibly get caught and

had to be a con. That woman must be an actress hired

her bloodshot eyes fiercely

gaze with his own inscrutable,

a flash, it all clicked for Elspeth. Thaddeus had been pulling the strings all along, flipping the maid to his side, silently removing

decisive cruelty, such cunning, it was indeed a move Thaddeus

as she scrambled for

ago. Twenty years! What did it matter if the maid testified? She hadn’t seen anything firsthand, and any evidence had long

her expression softened slightly, and

with a puzzled frown, unable to recall who

had once served the woman he loved for years.

there, his arm around her waist, silently