The Million-Dollar Heart

Chapter 812

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."

then shifted back to Zinnia. "Judge, doesn't

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

Zinnia was in denial.

consequences. Going to jail was not an option, especially with a son to think about. She couldn't afford any

as if anticipating Zinnia's denial, pulled out her phone. "Denying it won't help you, Zinnia. I have videos, recordings. Did you really think

Zinnia was taken aback.

looked at her daughter. Despite

areas. But to

the end, only Austin would remain by

being harsher, wishing she had ended

having watched the drama unfold, nudged Percival Ellington

had been waiting in a car, finally stepped out,

that moment,

for incitement to grievous bodily

courtroom gasped at her

of humanity, was taken aback by

the decorum of the court,

been silent for a while. Mr.

had planned this moment meticulously, using it to expose the truth about the

to clear the

Ramona couldn't understand, and

restrained by the

even more

game, a mere pawn being maneuvered by forces beyond

the tide turned against him, escape

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