2026-04-13 20:54:08
Previous Chapter
Latest Chapter
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
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 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 130: The Week Before Trial
By Monday morning, the press had found the courthouse.Evelyn Hartwell had been tracking the wave since the previous Thursday, when two national outlets ran parallel features on the indictment's scope, and by the weekend she had a full press management plan on Carver's desk, a document that specified exactly which journalists would receive access to pre-trial briefings.She had given two press briefings by Tuesday.Victor called Damien on Tuesday evening to report that the final evidence review was done."Everything is in order," Victor said. "The exhibit chain is documented. The witness schedule is confirmed. Carver's team ran a full dry-run of the opening statement this afternoon and it holds. We are ready.""And Natalie?" Damien asked."She submitted the financial damage assessment to the civil proceedings team this morning," Victor replied. "The numbers are significant. The civil case will run parallel to the criminal proceedings, and Natalie's documentation covers every traceable
Chapter 129: Margaret's Atonement
The lobby of the Grand Meridian had a sitting area near the east windows. Damien arrived at one-fifteen that day while Margaret arrived at one-twenty."Thank you for agreeing to this," she said, settling her coat across her lap."You asked," Damien replied simply. "I came."A server appeared and Margaret ordered tea without looking at the menu.Margaret looked at her hands for a brief moment before looking at him. "I am not going to dress this up," she said. "I asked to meet you because I needed to say certain things to your face rather than carry them into that courtroom unspoken.""I'm listening," Damien said."I knew something was wrong." She said it plainly. " I did not know about the suppression, the medical protocol or the extent of what Raymond had arranged." She paused.Damien looked at her steadily. "Yes," he said. "That is what happened."She folded her hands on the table. "So I am going to ask you directly, the way I should have spoken to you directly years ago. Can what I
Chapter 128: Margaret's Testimony Preparation
The call from Carver came on a Friday morning while Damien was at the federal building reviewing exhibit documentation."Margaret Vaughn has volunteered to testify," Carver said.Damien set down the document he was holding. "Say that again.""She contacted the prosecutor's office on Wednesday evening through private counsel," Carver continued, her voice carrying the measured quality of someone who had already processed her own surprise and was now simply reporting facts. "She is prepared to provide a full account of the dinner conversation she documented in her letter, including everything she witnessed regarding Marcus's behavior during the period leading up to that evening. She is offering this as a voluntary cooperation, not in response to a subpoena. She came to us."Damien stood at the edge of the conference table and looked out at the hallway through the glass partition for a moment, watching a paralegal move past with a stack of folders."Margaret Vaughn," he said again."I kno
You may also like
I Became A Billionaire Overnight
Sky Runner217.8K viewsThe Return of The Richard Dwayne
Dragonix Loki72.4K viewsTHE SECRET HEIR AND HIS SECRET POWER
Wednesday Adaire170.0K viewsXayne Xavier, The Ironclad Protector
Blanco Burn200.6K viewsNo One Hurts My Daughter and Lives
BigClaw70 viewsThe Medical Doctor's mother died in his arms
Allahamdullilah books43 viewsThe Man Who Broke Raphael
Hello arri143 viewsThe blind servant is a trillionaire
Trevor126 views