The Trial BeginsThe courthouse was a fortress of flashing cameras, microphones, and restless voices. Reporters clustered outside the marble steps like vultures, shouting questions that sliced through the cold morning air. The banners of every major network had been staked out days in advance, and the pavement groaned under the weight of live-streaming rigs. It wasn’t just a trial; it was a spectacle, and Camille stood in the center of it, her pulse echoing louder than the shutters snapping in her face.Collins walked ahead of her, flanked by his defense team. His suit was pressed to perfection, his jaw set in granite, but Camille could see the faint tremor in his hand when he adjusted his cufflinks. To the world, he was still the billionaire magnate, untouchable in wealth and influence. To her, he was the man who had kissed her scars in the dark, the man who had betrayed her, the man whose fate now twisted in her hands.“Mrs. Blake! Mrs. Blake, do you still support your husband?”“Ca
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