All Chapters of Rejected by One, Wanted by Another : Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

The concrete bench was hard beneath Lucy as she sat alone in the holding cell. The room was small and cold, with peeling gray walls and a single light bulb overhead. Every few seconds it flickered, casting brief shadows across the floor before returning to its dull glow.She rested her elbows on her knees and stared at the red marks circling her wrists. The handcuffs had been removed when she arrived, but the bruises remained, burning every time she moved. Strangely, the silence inside the cell was comforting. After weeks of whispers, accusations, and endless humiliation, this was the first place where no one expected anything from her.The quiet didn't last long.A metal door slammed somewhere down the hallway, followed by the sound of footsteps growing closer. A female guard stopped outside the bars with a tablet tucked beneath her arm."You're making headlines," she said with a mocking smile. "Thought you might want to see what people are saying."She switched on the screen and hel

The clock on the wall read 3:14 p.m. The conference room had grown quiet except for the sound of keyboards clicking and papers turning. Empty coffee cups were scattered across the table. Jonathan sat at the end of the room, watching his legal team work. No one dared waste time. Robert adjusted his glasses and looked up from a stack of medical reports. "I think we've found something." Every conversation in the room stopped. Jonathan looked at him. "What is it?" Robert slid a document across the table. "The police timeline doesn't make sense. The prosecution believes Lucy poisoned Adrian's whiskey shortly before the dinner toast." "That's their entire theory," Robert continued. "But according to the hospital's toxicology report that was just sent, the timing doesn't fit." One of the medical consultants connected his laptop to the large screen. "The poison wasn't something ordinary," he explained. "It appears to be a restricted cardiac medication. We still don't know the

The captain had allowed Jonathan and his legal team to continue working in the conference room.. as Jonathan had no intention of stopping till they found the culprit. It was past midnight already. "We finally got it," Robert said. Jonathan looked up from the timeline displayed on the screen. "The pharmacy footage?" Robert nodded. Everyone around the table shifted closer as he clicked a key on his laptop. A grainy security video appeared on the large monitor. The timestamp read 4:10 p.m., two days before Adrian collapsed. A woman wearing a long trench coat stepped inside the pharmacy. A wide-brimmed hat hid most of her face, and large sunglasses covered her eyes. She kept her head lowered as she walked to the counter. "No amateur would dress like that," Robert murmured. "They knew there were cameras." The woman stopped in front of the pharmacist and reached into her handbag. Jonathan folded his arms. "Zoom in." Robert enlarged the image. The quality became rough, but

The prosecutor walked toward the witness stand with a calm smile. "Miss Vance, how long have you known the Matthews family?" Zoe folded her hands neatly in her lap. "Almost six years." "And your relationship with them?" "We're close family friends." "Were you present at the Matthews estate on the night Adrian Matthews collapsed?" "Yes." The prosecutor nodded. "I'd like you to tell the court exactly what happened." Zoe lowered her eyes for a moment before looking back up. Her voice was soft and convincing. "We were having dinner after the charity gala. Everyone seemed... normal at first." She paused. "Adrian had been drinking throughout the evening. He was in a good mood." "What about Mrs. Matthews?" Zoe slowly turned toward Lucy. "She wasn't." The prosecutor allowed the silence to linger. "What do you mean?" "Lucy barely spoke during dinner. She looked angry. She kept staring at Adrian." "Did anything happen before dinner?" "Yes." "What?" "I heard them

The fifteen-minute recess came to an end. One by one, people returned to the courtroom, but the atmosphere was no longer the same. The whispers were louder now. Reporters hurried back to their seats with phones still in their hands, while members of the public exchanged uneasy glances. Only minutes earlier, everyone had believed Lucy's conviction was inevitable. Now, doubt had begun to spread. "All rise." The room stood as the judge entered. He took his seat and looked across the courtroom. "You may be seated." The sound of chairs scraping against the floor echoed through the room before silence settled once again. Robert rose from the defense table. He gathered his folder and walked calmly to the lectern. "Your Honor, the defense would like to continue presenting its evidence." "You may proceed." Robert gave a slight nod. "The evidence we've presented so far proves that Mrs. Lucy Matthews could not have administered the poison during the time alleged by the prosecu