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."

to Zinnia. "Judge, doesn't this count

wasn't me! She did this to herself;

Zinnia was in denial.

the consequences. Going to jail was not an

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

Zinnia was taken aback.

first time, she really looked at her daughter.

surpassing others in both academics and other areas. But to Zinnia, that meant little; a daughter was meant to marry off

only Austin would remain by her

being harsher, wishing she

unfold, nudged

understanding the cue, subtly signaled Thomas outside the courtroom. Thomas, who had been waiting in a car, finally

that moment, Vivienne turned

Zinnia for incitement to grievous bodily

courtroom gasped

judge, accustomed to the darker aspects of humanity, was taken aback by

remembering the decorum of the court, chose to remain silent, gesturing

been silent for a while. Mr. Wood seemed confused by the unfolding

ominous. It seemed Vivienne had planned this moment meticulously, using it to expose the truth about the past. But why go to

ways to clear the Littleton family's name. Why

Ramona couldn't understand, and

now restrained by

even more

mere pawn being

with the tide turned against him, escape seemed impossible without external

the livestream, including the Abernathy

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