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Trial - 3
“So what?”
“Those apron strings were hard to cut. You were angry when he married Mindy against your recommendations. Yet when he and his wife went through problems, he cried on your shoulder an awful lot, didn’t he.”
“Yes. There’s nothing wrong with relying on your family.”
“How many times did you say, ‘I told you so’ and make him feel badly for not following your advice?” He paused, “you would give him advice, correct?”
“Yes, as any good mother would.” She partially answered the question.
“Did you encourage him to take Mindy to Pittsburgh and source out a blonde, white woman to scam similar in size and posture to Mindy and steal their child from her?”
“Objection!” the lawyer for Imani was on his feet and the judge agreed.
The lawyer waved it off, “When did Prince tell you Mindy lied about being pregnant?&rdquo
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