Rhea's PovI let my hands drop, my eyes wide and full of genuine hurt, even though the pain was all for show. I let my voice crack as I spoke.“What did I do, Ginny? What did I possibly do to make you hate me enough to try and kill me?” I pleaded, my voice breaking, “Did… did I do something wrong? Did I hurt you without knowing? Why did you want me dead?”Ginny’s face hardened. She looked at me, her mouth twisting in a sneer, and let out a cold laugh, “Oh, Rhea. Stop pretending. If I knew that you wouldn't die and you would come out from that coma, I would have bribed the nurses to kill you in the hospital. Then, none of this would have happened. I would still be the daughter of a rich man but you took that all away from me! You took my life away from me! I'll kill you! I'll fucking kill you! Ahhh!” A wild look of desperation and fury contorted Ginny’s face. She lunged, her hands like claws reaching for my throat. I stood frozen for a split second before two security guards grabbed h
Rhea's Pov “It's because of you. It's all because of you! Everything has been taken away because of you!” Ginny screamed, her eyes bloodshot and veins popped out for her forehead and neck. Like Howard, she looked dirty and wrinkled. Ginny was obsessed with her looks, so I thought no matter how long she stayed in prison, it wouldn't affect her that much. She would have looked for ways to still keep her appearance as normal as she could. But it seems her second time in prison really broke her to the extent that if a schoolmate of hers saw her like this, they would not be able to recognise her. “Ginny, are you saying that after I found out about everything Howard did to get his wealth, I should have kept quiet? I shouldn't have reported him? Don't you feel pity for those children who were sacrificed to get the wealth?” “Feel pity?” Ginny said, the corners of her mouth twitching, “Why should I? I'm not the one who sold them, they have no grudge against me. I didn't do anything to
Rhea's Pov It was the day of the final hearing already, and time seemed to move so fast. The city itself seemed to be holding its breath. From the windows of the black car Alaric and I rode in, I could see reporters crowding every street corner near the courthouse, their cameras flashing, their microphones raised, their voices shouting questions. Inside the courtroom, the atmosphere was nothing short of electric. Rows upon rows of wooden benches overflowed with spectators, journalists, and families who had been following the Thorne-Laurent scandal since the first day it erupted. When the bailiff called order, the doors at the back of the courtroom swung open. Howard Thorne and Mr. Laurent were escorted inside. The crowd buzzed with disdain, whispers of disgust rippling across the room. Everyone knew what these men had done. Everyone knew the lives they had destroyed.The judge’s gavel came down, silencing the noise.“This is the final hearing in the case of Howard Thorne and Hen
Rhea's Pov He glanced down at me, one brow slightly raised, “You just took down two of the most powerful men in the city, and now you’re acting like a spoiled kitten.” “Mm, but I am tired.” I said, puffing my cheeks a little. I curled up sideways, resting my head on his chest, then peeked up at him, “Don’t you feel bad for me?” His lips curved, slow and dangerous, like he was holding back a laugh. He brushed a strand of hair off my face with his long fingers, his touch lingering, “You don’t look like someone who needs pity. You looked like you were born to sit in that courtroom and crush them all.” I scrunched my nose and poked his chest, “Stop saying it like that. I wasn’t ‘crushing’ anyone. I was just… proving the truth.” “And you enjoyed every second of it.” His voice dipped lower, smooth and teasing. I gasped dramatically and hid my face against him, “I did not! Do I look evil to you?” “Yes.” He answered without hesitation, his tone flat but his hand already strokin
Rhea's Pov “Yes.” The officer replied confidently, “Our department ran every document, every audio file, every witness statement through forensic analysis. The chain of custody has been intact since the materials were handed in. Nothing has been tampered with. The evidence is valid.” “And does that evidence connect Howard Thorne directly to criminal activity?” “Yes, sir. Bank records and communications tie him to multiple shell corporations that funded the trafficking ring. Furthermore, intercepted emails show coordination with members of the Laurent family.” Mr. Laurent, who had been silent until now, stiffened and avoided looking at the judge. Howard, on the other hand, nearly jumped out of his chair, his muffled yelling loud even through the gag. The guards held him down again, but his eyes were wild, like a cornered animal. The judge banged his gavel sharply, “Order! I will have silence in this courtroom!” The prosecutor nodded, satisfied, and looked toward the defense att
Rhea's Pov “You can go ahead and bring out your witnesses and recordings.” The judge said calmly and immediately, a few of the employees at Thorne's Inc stood up, and one by one they stepped into the box. “We all heard it the day Howard Thorne said he was going to disown Miss Rhea in front of everyone because she didn't want to go along with his wishes.” “Miss Rhea had given everything to the company in order to make it rise from the ground that it was going to burn in. She spent so much time and resources on the company but Howard Thorne snatched it away from her and gave it to Ginny Thorne instead.” “Howard Thorne has tried to force Miss Rhea to become Ginny Thorne's assistant in the company but when she refused, Howard Thorne disowned Miss Rhea in front of everyone while saying she would regret her decision.” After the employees had given their statements, the recording was also brought out. At that time, when Howard announced that he was going to disown me, I didn't actually