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CHAPTER FIFTY-SEVEN_ CLAIRE’S POV

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The courthouse steps were already crowded when we arrived.

Cameras started flashing before the car door even opened.

Reporters stood behind the barricades, speaking quickly into microphones as we walked past.

“…after yesterday’s dramatic testimony…”

“…Dhark’s former counsel, attorney Vale, stepping down…”

“…new representation expected to appear today…”

Margot didn’t slow down.

“Don’t look at them,” she murmured as we moved through the entrance.

I didn’t need the reminder.

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Alokta Ghosh
I feel this courtroom episode is too long.Let Mrs Dhark come out and prove her worth .Spill the conspiracy of Eva
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Nash Husinhasan
l know Lucian will win & Claire will loss. ok want Claire to be far away from his scumbag husnand
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