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Chapter One hundred and Forty Eight
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The morning sunlight filtered through the towering windows of the courthouse, Cassandra, ever the quiet anchor beside him, had arranged the last of the evidence the night before. Every document, every recorded call, every financial trail of Liam’s failed schemes had been presented with meticulous care. Today, the law had to speak, and Nathan’s birthright demanded recognition.

The court buzzed with a subdued anticipation as the judge entered, robes swishing, spectacles balanced on the bridge of a seasoned nose. Liam, seated in the defendant’s corner, looked smaller than ever in his new crib of a courtroom seat. His expensive suit could not mask the desperation in his eyes. Nathan caught a fleeting glance, and it only steeled his resolve.

“On review of the evidence and testimonies presented,” the judge began, voice firm and unwavering, “the court finds the claims filed by Mr. Liam Hayes against Mr. Nathan Hayes to be baseless and without merit. Furthermore, any attempts to undermine the
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