Prove Them Wrong Novels & Stories

“This man probably hasn’t been educated that when it comes to the law, assumptions mean nothing and only facts count and today, I will prove as a matter of fact that my client was nowhere near the scene of the murder.” Kelvin walks back to his table and picks up a flash drive. “I have here with me, in this drive, video evidence to prove this claim and I would like for it to be admitted as an exhibit for this case.” Justin stands up immediately. “The prosecution objects to that, your honour, the video could have been doctored and manipulated, we have no way to verify its authenticity.” Kelvin smirks. “I was hoping you would say that. Beta Trent, you can come down from the box,” Kelvin says be

One minute he said I was his mate and his beloved, that he loved me, and that he was doing all of this to protect me. Then moments later, he said no amount of proof was ever going to convince him that I hadn’t acted against him, that somehow when he refused to let me build trust with him that it was my job to prove to him that I hadn’t done anything wrong. Only to turn around and tell me that my proof was invalid because he didn’t believe it, because he didn’t have proof, or that my proof wasn’t proof. How much proof did he need?

All of you seemed to feel like no one could beat him. "In the end, Craig from Chaos Continent won. The truth is the best proof. Your constant bickering is useless!" After that person said that, the voices of the White Marsh Continent's warriors waned. After all, no matter what they said, the truth was still the more concrete proof. Nonetheless, a lot of warriors from White Marsh Continent did not want to give in. "There's a victor every round. You can't just use the results of one round to prove your point. Have there not been warriors from the White Marsh Continent that won before?"

"Get her off my property." After Bianca was dragged away, my second-in-command, Antonio, asked, "Don, why let them live? They're a liability..." I stared into the black night, a cold smile on my lips. "Antonio. You can't catch a shark if you don't chum the water."

“We prove it. We make evidence where there is none.” Her words left me confused. Make evidence when there’s none? What did that even mean?

“What did they find?” “Tool marks showing someone weakened those bolts.” His finger traced relevant areas in the photos. “This looks like sabotage.” “Someone wanted the railing to collapse?” “Someone wanted it to appear that your strength caused the failure.” Dad set down the photographs. I felt relief so powerful I felt lightheaded. “This changes everything. We can prove it wasn’t my fault—” “They might dismiss it as a conspiracy. Proving something like this would require evidence we don’t currently possess.”

"If you can’t argue, then sit tight and watch the results." The implication was clear—whether they were truly ganging up on her or whether she had wronged Brandon would be proven by the facts, not words. Brandon, eager to test things out, turned to Olivia and said, "Via, if we’ve done nothing wrong, there’s nothing to worry about. Let’s prove them wrong. Don’t be afraid." Olivia fell silent and cursed internally, “Can you just shut up already?”

To show them truth. “We will not bow,” I said, clear and steady, loud enough for every soul there to hear. “We will not shrink. We will not break. We will not be divided. Because we are not wrong. We are not dangerous. We are not the end of the world. We are the beginning of something new. And you cannot crush what is true. You cannot erase what is real. You cannot destroy what is simply… right.”

"They were the ones who turned their backs on me the second rumors broke out. We don't need to beg them to return. We only need to grant their cancellations." I tapped my fingers rhythmically on the desk. "However, attach every piece of bulletproof evidence we have in our reply letters. Show them crystal clear that I am innocent and breached no clauses whatsoever, meaning we don't owe them a single cent in damages.” “I want them to burn with regret for acting impulsively and doubting me. That way, any other brand will think a thousand times before daring to underestimate me again." Mia swallowed hard, nodding slowly as she began to grasp my logic.

And I am not the same powerless girl anymore. “No one will believe us if we don't make them believe us,” I say slowly, an idea forming inside my head. “What do you mean?” Ria asks. “We can’t go to the authorities with just our words, so we need to give them something they can’t ignore.” Suzy shifts on her bed. “Something like what?” “Proof. Evidence of dozens of patterns and voices all saying the same truth against Professor Garris.” They both stare at me, confused. “We don’t understand.” Ria says.