CHAPTER FORTY
RICHARD’S POV

The courthouse was a theater of justice, its walls echoing the footsteps of those seeking redemption or damnation. Today, it was James's turn in the spotlight, and I, Richard SmithThorne, was there in the front row, an unmissable witness.

Across from me, separated by the cold, impersonal space that the Law demands, sat James. His presence was a stark reminder of a chapter in my Life I wished remained closed- the day I caught him with Amelia.

James now looked a wreck, his suit two sizes too big, his face gaunt, It was a stark contrast to the confident, calculating business man I once knew. Beside him, his lawyer, a nervous young man named Carter who was clearly outmatched, his suit rumpled, his tie askew. The suit he wore seemed to swallow him whole, and he fumbled with his notes more than once, casting brief, desperate glances towards James who sat with his head bowed, defeated.

Carter repeatedly shuffled papers with trembling hands, his eyes darting around the room Like
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