It was time for Desmond's testimony. The courtroom fell silent as Mr. Thompson, Desmond's lawyer, called on Desmond for direct examination.“The plaintiff calls Desmond July to the stand”, Mr. Thompson said, his voice clear and crisp.All heads turned and all eyes locked onto the confident-looking Desmond, who hesitated slightly in a dramatic manner before rising to his feet.He smoothed his tailored suit, his expression assertive and bold. For a few seconds, his eyes locked onto Diego at the defense side, a flash of condescension in his eyes.Diego, in response, stared hard at him, hatred evident in his gaze. His piercing gray eyes cursed his very existence, wishing him bad luck with his testimony.With his lips curved in a mocking sneer, Desmond averted his gaze to his lawyer who waited patiently for him. With confident, purposeful strides, he walked to the witness stand, his shoulders squared. On getting to the witness stand, his eyes scanned the courtroom, locking onto Freya for
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