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Chapter 145: The Sentencing
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Surgeon's Revenge: From Ex Wife To Country's Best Doctor Chapter 145: The Sentencing
Scarlett's POVThe courtroom was fuller when it was time for the sentencing. More reporters in the back rows, more people I didn't recognize crowding the benches, all of them here for the part everybody actually shows up for, the ending.Calista was already seated when they brought me in. She turned her head and found me almost immediately, like she'd been waiting for the sound of the door. I didn't look away. I didn't nod either.Konrad came in a few minutes later.Nicholas sat beside me, very straight, hands flat on his knees.The judge came in and everyone stood and then everyone sat back down."Ms. Lancaster," she said. "Please stand."Calista stood, her hands were shaking, just slightly, at her sides."On the count of conspiracy to commit vehicular sabotage, this court sentences you to fourteen years." The judge didn't look up from the page. "On the count of financial fraud related to the concealment payments made to Mr. Harris, an additional four years, to run concurrently. On th
Surgeon's Revenge: From Ex Wife To Country's Best Doctor Chapter 144: Guilty
vScarlett's POVThe courthouse steps were wet from rain that had already stopped by the time we got there.Nicholas stood next to me with his hands shoved in his coat pockets, and he hadn't said much since we'd gotten out of the car. "You're quiet," I said.He kept looking at the doors. "I keep thinking about the same thing.""You don't have to defend him anymore," I said."I guess you're right," he said.I nodded and we went inside together.The courtroom smelled like old carpet and floor polish maybe. Ashfield was already up front, talking low with Richard. Emma sat two rows behind the prosecution table, hands folded so tight in her lap her knuckles had gone pale, not looking anywhere near the defense side of the room. I sat where Ashfield had pointed. Nicholas sat beside me, close enough that his knee touched mine.Konrad was brought in through a side door a few minutes later. He didn't look at Nicholas. He didn't look at me. He sat with his back very straight.The prosecutor stoo
Surgeon's Revenge: From Ex Wife To Country's Best Doctor Chapter 143: A Recording
Scarlett's POVThe room was small and plain with just a table, two chairs and camera in the corner with a little red light.Ashfield waited outside the glass with some officer who didn’t introduce himself. They’d told me I could leave whenever I wanted. I sat down anyway.Calista was already there. She didn't look like the woman I'd imagined, not broken in a way that made you want to hand her a tissue, just... stripped. No jewelry, hair pulled back like she’d stopped caring how it fell. The old confidence, the way she used to walk into a room like she already owned the argument, was gone."Scarlett," she said.I didn’t say her name back. I waited."My client would like to..." Her lawyer started to speak.“I asked for this," Calista said, cutting him off. "Let me talk.”He sat back. She took a breath.“I’m not going to waste your time with an apology you don’t want,” she said. "You deserve to know the truth, the real one."Which is?" I asked “Konrad knew before the accident," She kep
Surgeon's Revenge: From Ex Wife To Country's Best Doctor Chapter 142: She Wants To Meet
Scarlett's POV Spencer was awake, upright against the pillows, and in a foul mood. The bruising on his face had shifted to that ugly yellow-green stage that looked worse than the original purple, the brace on his leg made every small adjustment difficult. He had been picking at the edge of the hospital blanket for ten minutes while monitor beeped at steady intervals. He glared at it as if that might help. “If you tear that, they’re going to charge us for it,” I said. "You can add it to the bill, I’m already never leaving.” He scowled at the tray table. “The coffee is terrible, the pillow are so hard and if one more person tells me I’m ‘doing great’ while I can’t walk to the bathroom without help, I’m going to lose it.” “You’re cheerful this morning," I said flatly. “I’m trapped in a bed that beeps at me, so am not in the mood for cheerful.” He shifted and winced. “Also the pudding, don’t get me started on the pudding.” “I wasn’t going to.” I said. “It’s not food, Scarlett," h
Surgeon's Revenge: From Ex Wife To Country's Best Doctor Chapter 141: Moving Forward
Nicholas's POV Ashfield called while I was still in the parking structure outside the hospital. “There’s a procedural window before Konrad’s hearing,” she said. “You can speak with him privately. There'll be no lawyers unless he requests them and you don't have to go." I sat with the engine off and the phone against my ear. I did not want to go, not because I was afraid of him. Because I had finally reached the point where I did not know what was left to say that the paper had not already said for me. “What happens if I don’t?” “It's nothing procedurally," She said. "This isn’t a requirement, it’s an opportunity the process allows. Some people take it while some don’t.” “I’ll go,” I said. "Okay then," she said. “I’ll have someone meet you at the entrance.” I hung up and sat for another minute before I turned the key. I pulled out into traffic and drove toward a room I had spent most of my adult life avoiding. A guard checked my identification twice at the entrance, logged th
Surgeon's Revenge: From Ex Wife To Country's Best Doctor Chapter 140: Four Days
Nicholas's POV Ashfield’s message came through while I was still in the car outside the hospital. The original file is here. You should see it in person. I sat with the phone in my hand for a moment before I started the engine. I drove to the federal building without calling anyone first, the same unmarked corridor. Ashfield was already at the table with Richard. A single folder sat in the center under the overhead light, thicker than the photocopies we had been working from. “Have a seat,” Ashfield said. I sat and she opened the folder and turned it so I could read without touching the pages more than necessary. "These are Internal correspondence,” she said. “Dated before the accident. It's not a confession or an order that says anything a jury would hear as murder. Something more ordinary and more useful.” I leaned in. The language was corporate, careful, the kind of wording that had always lived in my father’s world without raising a flag. Instructions to prepare the founda
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