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Chapter 191 - Justice for the Wicked

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Warren’s POV

Desiree’s trial dragged on for days. Her mother had clearly pulled strings. She had one of the best lawyers in the city.

Gerard DuPont, smug and relentless, chipped away at the prosecution with cold precision. He twisted facts until they barely resembled the truth.

I was called to the stand, again and again. Each time, DuPont tried to rattle me. He questioned my memory, my motives, my state of mind.

I held firm, but each round left me feeling like I’d been dragged through mud.

On the final day, the air in the courtroom felt heavier than ever.

I sat next to Fred, who leaned toward me, whispering, "You know, if this hadn’t been so drawn out, I’d be meeting with a potential client in Geneva right now. How’s business at Luxe?"

"As usual," I said curtly, not even looking at him. Since overhearing that conversation about Vienna, I hadn’t been able to stomach his small talk. Or him.

He cleared his throat awkwardly. "Anyway. Hopefully this wraps soon."

I kept my eyes fixed ahea
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