Todos los capítulos de The In-Law Mistress: Capítulo 61 - Capítulo 70

The echoes of Edward's shout still bounced off the courtroom walls. On the projector screen, the footage of Julian carrying Elena across the university courtyard played on a loop.Reporters' camera flashes went off in an unceasing frenzy. The courtroom instantly erupted into absolute chaos, flooded with damning whispers from the gallery."It's true! That is clear as day, an affair!""Carrying another woman in public? The man has no shame whatsoever!""Poor Mrs. Victoria!"Victoria wore a triumphant, self-satisfied grin. She adjusted her posture, puffing her chest out as a rush of victory surged through her mind.‘Keep pressing, Edward! Destroy him in front of the entire national press!’ she hissed maliciously in her thoughts.Edward swept his arm through the air with overflowing, triumphant bravado."Well, Counselor Alvin? Do you still have another absurd alibi to defend your client's immoral con

Alvin’s words acted like a spark thrown onto a pile of dry straw. The emotions of the spectators in the gallery, the reporters, and the courtroom attendees, who had been holding back their rage all along, instantly erupted out of control! "You shameless piece of filth!" a middle-aged woman screamed from the front row. "You're in the wrong, yet you play the victim! Trying to extort your husband's wealth on top of it!" a man bellowed from the right corner. "Rotten! Your morals are utterly rotten, Victoria!" A plastic bottle filled with mineral water suddenly flew through the air from the gallery, striking Victoria squarely on her shoulder! "Aah!" Victoria shrieked in shock, clutching her bruised shoulder. Yet that was merely the beginning. The pent-up fury of the crowd, who felt utterly manipulated by Victoria’s days of fraudulent drama, spilled over completely.

Clinging to whatever scrap of courage she had left, and a faint, desperate hope that her guess was wrong, praying it was merely apartment security or a delivery driver. Sofia stumbled toward the door."W-Wait! Don't break it down! I'm opening it!" Sofia shrieked in a panicked, raspy voice.Her fingers, slick with cold sweat, turned the deadbolt. Her hands trembled violently as she pushed down on the metallic door handle.The door swung open slowly. Sofia gathered every ounce of nerve to peek through the narrow crack.However, the sight greeting her on the other side caused the blood in her veins to freeze instantly.Standing outside her door were four burly men dressed in full police dress uniforms, bearing official investigator insignia.Gleaming police badges were pinned to their chests. In the hands of the lead officer was an official, stamped warrant."Miss Sofia?" the senior police officer inquired in

Julian’s eyes instantly flashed with a razor-sharp, icy glint, though a subtle smile remained carved on his lips. A mysterious smile holding an unimaginable vengeance that would send a terrifying shudder through anyone who knew him. He slowly swirled his crystal glass. The deep red wine reflected the faint glow of the crystal chandelier, casting a cold shadow across his handsome face. "That man?" Julian hissed in a low voice, silky smooth yet heavy as lead. "Of course I'm never letting him go, Elly." Elena swallowed reflexively. She stared at Julian as he placed his glass back onto the table with an intimidating composure. "Where

The warm trail of Julian’s fingers along her thigh ignited every remaining flicker of hesitation in Elena’s chest. A faint, sweet smile curved upon her flushed lips. Tonight, she had promised herself to break free from the chains of passivity and surrender that had imprisoned her for so long. With slow, deliberate movements, Elena reached for the lapel of Julian’s bathrobe. Her slender fingers gripped the fabric, pulling his muscular frame closer with a gentle, seductively charged tug. Julian yielded to the pull, allowing himself to be led by the woman who now radiated an entirely different aura, one intoxicatingly alluring and utterly hypnotic.