Chapter 333
Chapter 333:
Kristine’s trembling only intensified as Monica’s words echoed through the room. The crowd began to murmur, whispers spreading quickly.
“Did you hear that? If Kristine hadn’t called her father home, he wouldn’t have died p>
“She’s a murderer p>
“No wonder Monica can’t stand her. Every time she looks at Kristine, she must be reminded of losing her husband. Anyone would feel the same p>
Tears filled Monica’s eyes as she faced the judge, her voice pleading. “Your Honor, I am asking for justice p>
The judge regarded her with a troubled expression. This was not the kind of case he had anticipated. Kristine had not directly caused her father’s death — no one could have predicted the accident. Yet there was no denying that the circumstances of his death were deeply entangled with her. He hesitated, knowing that any ruling would face heavy scrutiny.
After a long pause, he fixed his gaze on Kristine. “Ms. Green, do you wish to respond p>
Kristine stayed silent, eyes fixed on the floor.
Jemma seized the moment, her voice sharpening with accusation. “What is there left for her to say? She caused her father’s death and now acts as though nothing happened, while trying to claim his inheritance for herself. Someone like that deserves to be punished p>
“Quiet.” The judge struck the gavel, then addressed Kristine again. “Ms. Green, are you certain you have nothing to add p>
Slowly, Kristine lifted her head.
𝗠𝘰ѕt 𝗿𝘦𝘢𝖽 th𝗂s 𝘄𝘦е𝘬 𝘰𝘯 ѕ.𝗰оm
Everyone could see her eyes shimmering with tears she refused to let fall. That fragile restraint made her seem distant, almost otherworldly.
“My lawyer has already presented everything that needed to be said,” she replied softly. “Those antiques were left to me by my father. He trusted me with them, and it is my responsibility to protect his legacy p>
No sooner had the words left her mouth than a wave of outrage rolled through the courtroom.
“She has no shame — she caused her father’s death and still dares to speak of legacy p>
“Those antiques should never go to her p>
“That’s right. She doesn’t deserve them p>
The judge’s gaze lingered on Kristine, filled with hesitation. Still, she refused to falter. She stood tall, shoulders squared, facing the hostility without flinching.
A quiet breath left Nathan as his eyes settled on her with unmistakable admiration. He had once feared that guilt over her father’s death might push her to surrender the antiques on her own — but it was clear now that those fears had been unnecessary.
He turned to the judge and spoke with calm assurance. “Your Honor, I trust you will rule fairly and uphold the law p>
The judge drew himself up, deep in thought for a moment, then rose to deliver the verdict. Everyone in the courtroom rose with him.
“Following the court’s investigation and deliberation, the case has been fully reviewed, and a judgment is now being issued. The antiques are to be awarded to the defendant p>
The room erupted in shocked whispers.