The big day had arrived. It was time to determine who was lying and who was the real victim in the Anderson family.The truth behind this mystery was the scandal of the moment, with all the news and media outlets closely watching the trial. After all, today would finally reveal how the third most powerful family in the city had suddenly fallen, only to reappear mysteriously as a wealthy family led by a pair of strangers.One particular couple, eager for the spotlight, planned to make the most of this grand stage. They were confident that after today, once they had crushed that stupid girl, they would have all the money in the world, and those fools who had rejected them at first would come crawling back, begging to become their partners and increase their fortune even more.At that very moment, Frederick and Vanessa were dressed in the clothes their new lawyer had provided—clothes they had specifically requested, as today was a celebration. Today would mark the end of their long ord
“That’s true, especially since James might get uncomfortable,” Caroline agreed.“Hey, don’t whisper secrets like this. Remember, everyone’s watching us,” Christian teased with a grin.“Shh, this is girl talk,” Caroline chided him playfully.Christian and Jayden exchanged amused glances, shaking their heads. It was true that several reporters had noticed Deborah’s presence in the courtroom and were paying close attention to her conversation. However, upon realizing the discussion revolved around motherhood, they lost interest in digging deeper.Suddenly, a buzz of excitement rippled through the room. The doors swung open, and the “Anderson couple” entered, dressed to the nines. Despite their handcuffs, they strutted in with the confidence of victors.Deborah’s eyes narrowed at their smug display, all her fears vanishing in an instant. These monsters were not, and never had been, her family. They were nothing more than murderers who destroyed her real family and kidnapped her for th
“Please take your seats. We’ll begin by hearing from Attorney Herman Roberts,” the judge announced, adjusting his papers.“Thank you, Your Honor,” Herman said as he stood and began addressing the jury and the gallery. “First, I’d like to clarify the misunderstanding regarding my clients’ use of the Anderson name. You see, they loved Ms. Anderson so much that, to make her feel like she truly belonged to their family, they decided to adopt her surname. They wanted to create a harmonious, safe, and loving environment for her.”Deborah crossed her arms and rolled her eyes at the blatant lie.“Objection,” Christian called out, standing up.“And why is that?”“Well, I hate to interrupt your little soap opera,” Christian said sarcastically, glaring at his opponent, “but nothing you’ve said is true. This pair of lowlifes never loved Deborah. They kidnapped her, robbing her of a life with her real father, all to steal the Anderson family’s fortune. A fortune they failed to obtain when Ms.
"Well, when she requested an appointment, I reviewed her medical records and discovered that her last visit to the hospital was when she was discharged at the age of ten after the accident."That statement caused many in the courtroom to start murmuring."Silence!" the judge ordered, striking his desk with the gavel."Objection," Herman interjected with a hint of sarcasm. "This information is relevant because…?" he questioned, raising an eyebrow. "And no offense to your expertise," he added, addressing the doctor, "but there are many children without detailed medical records, and that doesn’t necessarily indicate neglect.""Perhaps my specialty is different, but as someone who studied general medicine, I know that after an accident, a patient should have at least a year of follow-up care to prevent any long-term issues that might not be immediately apparent due to swelling of muscles and organs," Dr. Martin responded, frowning. "For instance, when a child breaks an arm, they don’t
"Thank you for your testimony, doctor," the judge said, dismissing the doctor."Congratulations, my dear. I told you I’d cure you," the doctor said as he approached Deborah, taking her hands and smiling warmly. She responded with a soft thank you and a grateful smile.With that, the elderly man found a seat among the spectators to listen to the rest of the trial."Attorney Roberts, it’s your turn," the judge stated."Let’s hope it is, and that I’m not interrupted again by Attorney Collins," Herman replied, still a bit irritated."…" Christian merely smirked, crossing his arms, relishing the feeling of outmaneuvering Herman."Maybe my clients were complete idiots for not taking you to a doctor," Herman said, approaching Deborah and ignoring his clients' protests, "but they believed they were doing the right thing because your mother named them as your legal guardians.""That’s a lie," Deborah snapped, glaring at the lawyer."Order.""Deborah, calm down…" Christian urged, gently
"That's right, it was in the news. She got drunk and crashed the car with her daughter inside.""I thought she did it out of spite when she found out Frederick had kids with someone else.""Poor woman."Vanessa scowled when she heard the gossip. She hated being labeled as the mistress, especially since it wasn't true."Order in the court," the judge demanded, silencing the murmurs from the audience."First, we investigated what we had at hand," Alistair continued, setting his folder aside. "Luckily, the vehicle and the evidence collected were still intact. When we reanalyzed the car, we found that its operating system had been damaged, and the brakes were completely non-functional.""Was that damage caused by the crash?" Roberts asked skeptically."No," Alistair replied, as photos of the wreck were projected onto the screen. "Based on the way the vehicle crashed, there was no way the brakes and control panel could have been damaged in that manner."Deborah felt a lump form in h
"That’s a lie—" Frederick began to protest, standing up in an attempt to keep up his act, despite being backed into a corner."It’s true!" someone shouted from the crowd, leaping to their feet. "Now I remember you! You’re the miserable bastard who took advantage of my uncle. I couldn't find you because you changed your name and dyed your hair!" The person pointed accusingly at Frederick as they tried to push through the crowd to reach him, intent on giving him a beating."Order! Officers!" the judge called out, signaling the police in the room to restrain the person disrupting the trial."I remember you now too!" a woman shouted, pointing at Vanessa. "You’re the filthy witch who tricked my grandfather, pretending to be a nurse so you could kill him, steal his pension, his savings, and everything of value in his house. And now I see where all that stolen money went," she spat, glaring at Vanessa with disgust and hatred."That scumbag played my aunt the same way. He pretended to be h
"Objection!" Frederick stood, fists clenched."Mr. Turner, be quiet! One more outburst, and I'll have you thrown back in prison. You’re not a lawyer, so you have no right to object," the judge reprimanded him sharply.Frederick felt cornered, and he loathed it. To make matters worse, the idiot they had for a lawyer wasn’t helping at all; he was just sitting there, silently listening to everything being said about them."Don’t worry, Frederick. Even if you wanted to object, your friend has already confessed his crimes and even provided us with some very interesting information that I’d like to share with everyone here," Alistair said, pulling a voice recorder from his coat and pressing play.“Welcome to your new home, Alan—or should I keep calling you Cameron?”“Bastard! What you’re doing to me is inhumane.”“Inhumane? I think you’re confused. We’re just giving you a little lesson. The real inhuman ones are you and your little group of friends, who harmed so many innocent people f