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Chapter 5

ผู้เขียน: Perfect Timing
The moment those words left my mouth, a high heel flew straight at me.

I wasn't fast enough to dodge it. Blood gushed from my forehead, blurring my vision. The roar of insults from the audience, however, was crystal clear.

"Rot in hell, you bitch! She saved your life, and this is how you act?"

"Exactly! You should've died in the crash. Just die, Wanda! A piece of trash like you is wasting oxygen by being alive."

The crowd grew more and more enraged by the second. A few people even managed to scramble to the defendant's seat, grabbing my hair and smashing my head against the wall.

I yanked the attacker's hand away and brushed the hair out of my face—only to see that the one grabbing my hair was Bruce, and the one kicking me in the stomach was Sean.

Murderous intent burned in Bruce's eyes as he slapped me twice across the face.

"I was carsick and disoriented when the crash happened. I didn't actually see what happened. But now I finally see how evil you really are, Wanda," he snarled.

"Mom, why don't you just die?" Sean screamed. "I'll kick and bite you to death! You don't deserve to be my mother. I want Sally to be my mom instead!

The comments section of the live stream also spiraled into a frenzy.

"Death penalty for the defendant!"

"Execute her now!"

Every single person watching wanted me dead.

I wiped the blood from the corner of my mouth and sneered. "What a bunch of idiots."

But the judge, overwhelmed by the uproar, handed the microphone to me and asked, "Ms. Collins, do you have any objection to the death penalty?"

I tossed the mic to the floor and stomped on it. "Death penalty, my ass! It should be the other way round. I'm filing an appeal!"

Realizing that I was still trying to fight back, everyone burst into laughter.

"Is she still trying to scramble for one last chance? How pathetic."

"Sooner or later, she's going to die. Why don't we just humor her for a bit? I still haven't thrown anything at her yet."

The judge then connected the memory extractor to my brain.

A few seconds passed as the judge watched the footage. For the first time ever, the robot judge's monotonous voice actually wavered.

Finally, the judge declared, "The plaintiffs' case has been dismissed. The defendant wins."

The final verdict only lasted a few words, yet it felt like ages had passed.

The entire courtroom froze in disbelief.

"The defendant won? Has the judge been bribed or something?"

"She definitely bribed someone! There's no way that wicked woman won this case. This is absurd! I demand you show us the evidence now!"

An onlooker whose temper had gotten the better of them even hurled a hammer at the robot judge.

A deafening clang reverberated through the air as the person roared, "I hate corrupt, backdoor bribes the most! I'll smash you to scrap metal. Either show us the memory, or I'll tear you apart right here!"

More voices joined the fray, demanding that my extracted memories be displayed.

Clutching its damaged shoulder, the judge opened the stored memory evidence and projected it onto the massive screen.

The moment the image of the Graham family's study appeared, both Bruce and Sean went completely still.
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    Sally started shifting her whole body toward the back of the car, forcefully pressing my upper body toward the front. After the crash, the front half of the car was already hanging over the cliff. With Sally deliberately exerting force on the vehicle, it was sure to fall. In that critical moment, I yanked my trapped hands free and grabbed her arm with all my strength. I was practically latched onto her when she had no choice but to drag me out of the car. But Sally wasn't an idiot either. The moment she noticed that I had climbed out of the vehicle and that police and ambulance sirens were approaching from afar, she immediately started her performance. She pulled me into her arms to make it look like she was protecting me, so that everyone would believe that she truly was trying to save me. By then, no matter how I tried to explain the truth, no one would believe me if I said that Sally was actually trying to kill me.Hugging me from behind, she leaned toward my ear and whis

  • In Court, They Lost More Than the Case   Chapter 10

    Before Sally could even speak, the judge granted Bruce's request. The screen thus lit up with the scene of the crash, a piece of memory they'd first extracted from my mind.I had been cruising steadily on the expressway when my brakes suddenly failed. No matter how hard I pressed the brake pedal, nothing happened. The speedometer shot past a hundred as my car lunged straight toward the vehicle ahead. I slammed the horn repeatedly. The moment I did, the car in front suddenly braked. I had no choice but to swerve my car to the side to avoid hitting it. As a result, my car crashed into the guardrail. From the sheer momentum, the vehicle lurched forward until it skidded to a stop right at the edge of a cliff. My mind instantly went blank. I turned my head toward Bruce and Sean, who were a safe distance away, desperately calling for help. But they were frozen in shock, too terrified to move. The sturdy vehicle shook like a leaf in the wind. Just then, Sally appeared like a knig

  • In Court, They Lost More Than the Case   Chapter 9

    The screen went dark again before switching to another memory.Now, my memory of the Grahams trying to wash my feet appeared on screen.From the crack of the bedroom door, I saw them slipping something into the boiling water as they prepared the foot bath. "I collected a whole month's worth of my classmates' dead skin. If Mom soaks her feet in this, she won't be able to go out tomorrow. Then, Sally can go to the amusement park with us!"Bruce flicked his son's forehead. "No doubt, you're Wanda's son—sneaky as hell. But what if she doesn't soak her feet?"Sean contemplated this for a while. "Then, I'll pretend to spill it over her head. If she accidentally drinks it, she'll definitely have diarrhea. No matter what, we cannot miss Sally's birthday tomorrow."I closed my eyes and inhaled deeply. Then, I went back to bed and gulped down more fever medicine. Moments later, Bruce and Sean entered with the basin of water.Since the impression of me pouring the water on them was stil

  • In Court, They Lost More Than the Case   Chapter 8

    As the screen faded to black, the audience members exchanged bewildered looks. "What's going on? So all of that was staged by the Grahams from the start?""No way. How could this all be an act? They were actually scalded! If it were me, I'd have screamed even louder.""So what if it was an act? They probably had no choice. Wanda refused to leave with nothing, so they had to go that far. She's just so wicked that they couldn't stand her a moment longer."The live stream chat echoed the crowd's speculations. Even knowing it was staged, they still believed that Bruce and Sean must've had their reasons. I sneered, arms folded across my chest. "You bunch of blind idiots. Dealing with you all is such a waste of my time."The screen flickered, and the playback of my memories resumed. This time, it was clear that Bruce and Sean weren't satisfied with how the tea incident turned out. Perhaps they thought it wasn't strong enough evidence for a court proceeding. Thus, they decided to

  • In Court, They Lost More Than the Case   Chapter 7

    Outside the study, I felt utterly cold. Bruce and Sean had chosen Sally over me many times before. I'd always been loud and upfront, so I'd exposed them on the spot every time—only to swallow my pride later for the sake of my son. Perhaps that was why they clung to that pretentious bitch even more. They didn't know how to see through her facade, so I tried to make them face reality. Yet, what I got in return was their accusations, saying that I was dramatic and always putting on a show for sympathy. I had been hurt a long time ago. If not for my son, I would've left Bruce years earlier. But now, even the last sliver of hope I had for Sean completely shattered. If they wanted to put on a performance, I'd play along. Masking my disappointment with the bright smile I plastered on my face, I opened the door. "Sean, love, come have some tea to warm yourselves up."As soon as they saw me, they avoided me like the plague. "Just set it down and go," Bruce said curtly, his back

  • In Court, They Lost More Than the Case   Chapter 6

    I remembered it as a stormy night. By the time Bruce and Sean came home, they were soaked through. I fetched towels and told them to dry their hair and take a proper shower. "You two should dry off and wash up after. I'll make you some tea to warm up, or you'll catch a cold," I said. "How did you both get so wet? Didn't I tell you it might rain before you left? I even packed umbrellas for you."They said nothing in response and hurried into the bathroom instead. At the time, I'd assumed they'd left their umbrellas at the office and didn't press the subject. When I stepped into the kitchen, I saw Sally standing outside through the window. My heart lurched in my chest. She was waving her phone at me with a smile. In the next instant, my phone buzzed with a notification. I clicked on the message she sent, which revealed a photo of her with the Grahams at the cinema. They looked like a happy family together. "Old hag, you think you belong in the Graham family? Get out of her

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