The Million-Dollar Heart

"Good question."

Leopold hadn't gone into the courthouse, sitting instead in the parking lot outside, watching the live stream with the diligently working Thomas.

Each had a cup of iced tea in hand, with a bag of chips between them, enjoying the small comforts of life. "The online crowd sure knows what to focus on."

Thomas, holding onto his snack with a somewhat disdainful expression, remarked, "Kipling and Zinnia caught on pretty quick. I thought this whole mess would be over by now."

His gaze then settled on Cassidy, sitting a few rows ahead.

The girl seemed more alive than when he last saw her, probably because she knew that after today, she would be free.

She was holding a tablet, Kipling's voice filtering through her earbuds, her expression a mix of excitement and impatience. "When can I finally go in? Why does Ms. Hawthorn even bother with those scumbags?!"

They had never seen someone so eager to take down their own mother.

Leopold and Thomas exchanged glances, understanding Cassidy's stance.

If it were them, they'd probably have gone all out against Zinnia a long time ago. Cassidy had finally found a way to break free, naturally, she was desperate.

Leopold grabbed an unopened bag of chips from the side, handing it over. "Don't worry. It should be your turn soon. Have some snacks to keep your strength up; you'll need it." Raquel, tied up nearby, shuffled and whimpered.

lingered on the bag of chips in Leopold's

her look, snorted and pulled out a pack of dry crackers, then

with the dry, choking hazard of a cracker, complained, "Why does she get chips and soda, and I get this? Can't you treat a

it's lenient of her not to have sent you

didn't quite understand why Vivienne was somewhat indecisive on the ancient warrior lineage matter, unlike her usual decisive nature,

the calm at the moment was likely the calm

someone to send over a feast for you later. But whether you'll be alive to enjoy it, well, that's not my concern." Raquel, her arms bound, twitched her fingers

How dare you treat me like this? Aren't you afraid I'll

untouched iced tea

"..."

words, Raquel suddenly

Vivienne had administered, causing unbearable

but finally accepted the dry crackers, no longer daring to speak out. Who knew what these people, as mad as Zinnia, might do to

the food and finally shut up,

At that moment.

stand, Kipling, with his neck stiff, said something

judge. "You certainly didn't have the capability back then. But those who paid

would so many influential people give

Kipling turned pale.

the camera, and he swallowed. "I didn't, those, those were just rumors

changing the

unsure what

Vivienne spoke, Zinnia, anxious not to be implicated in a loss, stood up again. "What we're discussing here is Julian's misconduct. What does that have to do with whether Kipling took bribes

bribed to slander Julian, are you? Please, look at that old

feeling a chill