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The hours flew by in the blink of an eye. The heavy rain outside showed no signs of ceasing.Ben glanced at the weather and suddenly noticed Tina walking out of the courthouse alone. She kept her head down and looked somber.Ben took a glance at the time. “How come it’s over so soon? Could it be…”A bad feeling crept into his heart.Weston looked in Ben’s direction, and when he saw Tina coming out alone, his eyes turned grim. He opened the car door and swiftly got down.Tina walked to him slowly, not daring to meet his eyes. Instead, she rasped, “Mr. Ford, my apologies...”Weston interrupted her coldly, “Don’t you tell me you lost.” A cold storm brewed in his eyes, and with clenched fists, he looked as furious as the dark sky pouring itself out. The rain only got heavier and heavier. The aura around Weston became colder. He looked like a messenger from hell.Tina pushed her glasses and sighed, “I did my best… But I didn’t expect Stella to confess to her crime.”“Crack.” At th

Warren looked up at Weston. “I know you hate me. You blame me for hurting the woman you love. That’s why you deliberately made Xavier turn on me. You’re trying to get back at me, aren’t you?”Weston, a filial grandson, naturally couldn’t directly hurt his grandfather, but he knew how to make him suffer.Thus, he remained indifferent and looked ahead. “Grandpa, aren’t you overthinking? Xavier is the one who has decided on his own actions. What does it have to do with me?” he asked, his sharp voice devoid of emotion. After saying that, he shot Warren a cold glance. Then, he turned back and walked away without looking back.Warren looked at Weston’s back and felt a gush of blood in his throat. He consoled himself with the fact that he had at least sent Stella to prison and avenged the death of his great-grandson.Warren tried to tell himself that he didn’t lose too badly. However, Weston’s words forced themselves into his head again, and he took a few steps forward before suddenly bla

Guinevere got off the car and closed the door, and rushed over. She was shocked to see the situation. “What’s going on?”When she heard that Stella had lost the case, she was stunned for a good while. With Weston’s power, she shouldn’t have lost the case. After that, she found out that Stella had pleaded guilty in court.Guinevere couldn’t understand Stella’s actions, but it was none of her business. All she could care about was her agreement with Weston. Stella had lost the trial, so would Weston’s promise still count?“Stop fighting! Why can’t you calm down and talk about it?”Guinevere rushed to Weston and tried to stop him, but Weston shook her off. “Get out of my way.”Michael laughed hysterically. He seemed to completely ignore his injuries. “Just look at you. You’re not much better than me. I lost Diana, but you won’t have it any better! What if Stella is trying to punish you? Maybe she wants to let you suffer as she did before. After all, you forced her most important pe

WIthout any source of light, the room was dark and damp. The space inside was so cramped that accommodating a corpse would be difficult, not to mention three adult men.At first, no one thought Stella would take her own life. Instead, they all thought she would just stay in jail obediently and wait for Weston to get her out.By the time they realized what was wrong, Stella had stopped breathing. Her heart stopped for good within just an hour.Stella must have been determined to die. She had taken far more than an adult's lethal dose of oleander.The world thought she had killed an innocent child with oleanders, but she chose to end her own life in the same way. How could this not be a justification? Even if Stella died, she was unwilling to be blamed as the murderer for nothing. Rumors soon spread that Stella had committed suicide because of fear. Some said she killed herself to prove her innocence. Regardless of the rumors, she was already dead.The dead could not talk nor sp

Michael rushed forward and stood in front of Diana, protecting her behind. He frowned and said, “Let’s not talk about this now. We have to prepare for Stella’s…”“Stella’s funeral” was what he wanted to say, but thinking of Weston’s current state, he quickly swallowed his words.Michael muttered in a low voice, “She can’t stay here forever. Just let Mr. Ford take her away.”Weston got up and picked Stella up in his arms. The oleander’s poison had not worn off yet, and there were still visible purple spots on her body.Weston took off his suit jacket and wrapped her in it. He whispered in her ear, “Let’s go home and have the doctor look at you, okay? I know you love to look good. You don’t like these ugly marks on your body.”What he said caused the crowd in the room to look at each other in disbelief.Diana was just as grief-stricken, but it was obviously nowhere near Weston’s extent.Was Weston refusing to accept her death, or was he hallucinating?…The news of Stella’s suic