NovelStartShocked, Henrick turned around and looked at his lawyer for help.
However, his lawyer pretended not to see him and avoided his gaze because he felt bad.
To a lawyer, Justice was victory.
He would rather lose the case than face the public's detest.
Henrick bit his lips. He had no choice but to defend himself.
“Your Honor, the pollution that my mining company has brought to the environment is not done purposely. | apologize for the lack
of professional knowledge, and | promise | will learn from this mistake. As for my employees’ salaries, | have no choice but to owe
them first. | will pay them as soon
as possible!”
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“He’s lying!” Nigel stood up and yelled. “He has the ability to build a mansion that costs a million, but he won't even paythree
thousand forto pay for my wife's medical bills! If not for him owingmy salary for years, my daughter wouldn't have died of
fever years ago!”
“Silence!” Everett ordered, but his expression was softer compared to when he looked at Henrick.
Facing Henrick, he said, “Defendant Henrick Southall, what you said will be counted as part of your verbal testimonies. If you lie,
you'll face stricter punishment. | shall ask you one more time. Do you wish to plead guilty?”
Henrick would never admit his crime. “No! | never intended to owe my employees their salaries on purpose.”
Everett scoffed in his mind as he looked at the plaintiff's lawyer. “You may begin your statement, plaintiff.”
“Thank you, Your Honor.” Nightshire Group's best attorney, Mr. Benson, walked to the center and started listing out the evidence.
First, he showed a list of assets owned by Henrick and asked for the witnesses to make their statements.
Nigel and other witnesses, including Henrick’s business partners who used to play golf with him and the board members of Southall
Group, told the jury about Henrick’s wrongdoings.
With all the evidence presented, Henrick had nothing left to defend himself.
There's a saying that everybody hits a man who is down, and Henrick could relate to it right then.
Just as he thought that he would get at most a few years of jail and pay a small fine, Everett said, “The last allegation. Defendant
Henrick Southall, you are accused of killing your first wife, Maureen Moore. Do you have anything to say in defense?”
Henrick’'s face went pale instantly.
If he were convicted of the crime, he would need to be locked up for more than a few years.
“l... 1 didn’t! How can you say that | killed my wife!”
Everett nodded at Mr. Benson calmly and said, “Plaintiff.”
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The latter stood up and stated, “Your Honor, allowto play a voice recording as evidence.”
Everett nodded. “Permission granted.”
The moment Mr. Benson gave his assistant a look, he immediately played the voice recording in court.
It was Cindy's voice.
In the recording, Cindy was sobbing while describing how she and Henrick killed Maureen and faked her suicide together.
“That's not true! She's lying!” Henrick yelled so madly that a policeman had to cup and stop him.
Everett waited for Henrick to keep quiet before continuing to say, “The defendant has denied your evidence, plaintiff. Do you have
other evidence to present?”
Mr. Benson replied firmly, “Your Honor, please allow the plaintiff herself to speak in court.” .
“Permission granted.”
As the door to the court opened, a pretty woman entered the room.
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