All Chapters of The Trillionaire Son-in-Law: Chapter 131
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Chapter 131: The Fourth Floor
Thursday arrived with the sharp, clinical clarity of a winter sunrise.When Damien stepped out of the Grand Meridian’s revolving doors at seven in the morning, the cold air hit him like a physical reprimand. It was exactly what he needed to dispel the lingering, heavy stillness of the suite. The street layout of the financial district usually muffled sound, but today, a distinct, low roar echoed from three blocks away.The press had not just found the courthouse; they had besieged it.Evelyn Hartwell was already waiting in the back of the town car. Her laptop was open on her knees, the screen casting a pale blue glow over her meticulously tailored charcoal suit. She didn't look up when Damien closed the door behind him, her fingers flying across the keyboard with rhythmic precision."Carver’s team entered through the basement parking structure twenty minutes ago," Evelyn said, her voice entirely devoid of morning fatigue. "The front steps are impassable. I’ve routed our driver to the
Chapter 132: Exhibit 42
The double doors of the courtroom didn't just close behind Damien; they seemed to seal the rest of the world out. The air inside was heavy with the smell of old wool and damp umbrellas. It was a suffocating kind of quiet, the sort that makes you acutely aware of your own breathing.Carver’s lead associate, a sharp-featured woman named Sarah, didn't offer a reassuring smile as they took their seats at the prosecution table. She was already arranging three separate highlighters in a perfect, parallel row."The defense is going to try to make this about family," she whispered, her breath smelling of peppermint and anxiety. "Marcus Vance doesn't win cases on logistics. He wins them on betrayal. He wants the jury to think you’re a bitter nephew trying to clear a path to the top of the firm."Damien didn't answer. He looked across the aisle. Julian looked smaller than he had in the office, his shoulders slightly rounded under his tailored jacket. For twenty years, that man had been the stan
Chapter 133: Cross-Examining Brutus
Damien stared at the microphone in front of him, the metal neck reflecting the harsh fluorescent lights. His tongue felt dry, like ash. Marcus Vance was leaning closer now, smelling faintly of expensive cologne and the metallic tang of old coins. He was waiting. The entire room was waiting."That login was for a scheduled server migration," Damien said, his voice sounding hollow in the cavernous room. "I was authorized by—""I didn't ask if you were authorized, Damien," Marcus interrupted, stepping back to let his voice echo off the wood-paneled walls. "I asked if you logged in. At three in the morning. From your bed.""Yes," Damien said.Marcus turned to the jury box, offering them a slow, theatrical shake of his head. "A young man, passed over for senior partner twice in three years, sitting in the dark with full administrative override codes. And three days later, five million dollars vanishes into a Caribbean account named after a shield. Aegis." He spun back toward the stand, his