His Ex Wife Is A Billionaire

Chapter 581

Chapter 581

The courtroom erupted into chaos. The nation was in shock.

Frederic’s face drained of color as if the blood had been siphoned from his veins. He leapt from his chair as if it had burst into flames, standing abruptly without a care for decorum, staring in disbelief at Elspeth.

Cynthia? Hadn’t she taken her own life because of severe depression? How had it turned into murder?

How could the murderer be Elspeth, the woman who had shared his bed for twenty years?

“I do it!” Elspeth sobbed, shaking her head as she locked eyes with him.

Thaddeus’s icy gaze slid inch by inch onto Frederic’s pale, plaster–like face. He couldn’t help but let out a bone–chilling laugh from the deepest, most bitter part of his chest.

Even now, he didn’t see the slightest hint of sorrow for his mother on this callous man’s face. What Frederic felt was not disbelief out of love for Elspeth.

so blind, having spent twenty years married

been struck in the back of the head with

to be a clear–cut

a killer, then he

This witness is irrelevant to the case at hand, please dismiss

“Your Honor, the defense previously stated that Elspeth couldn’t possibly be the killer because she’s a cultured, high–character society lady But my witness here can attest that the defense’s argument is nothing but a cunning ploy to exonerate

with a slight nod, “Then let

was seeing stars

at Thaddeus, who sat with a stern dignity in the audience, remembering the dread his presence inspired. She dared not hold back any longer, spilling the secrets that

Mr. Abernathy to attend to Elspeth’s daily needs, while she was nothing more than Mr. Abernathy’s mistress. Only because she carried the heir to the Abernathy empire was she temporarily welcomed into

of shame, and she roared in anger, “Who are you calling a mistress? Who? I’m not a mistress. I am the legitimate

complexion turned as dark as a thundercloud. He wished he

cherished the gentle and virtuous Cynthia by his side,

in disdain. “To claim what was taken from another as her own. Impenetrable shamelessness. No wonder she could

subservience was but a ruse. If she truly were content, my mother would not have met such a

chest, though his eyes remained as cold as a lake frozen over, “As for Frederic, she can have him. Such a deceitful, insincere man does not

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