Chapter 151: The Court Case XIV

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Chapter 151: The Court Case XIV Why did everyone have a piece of her hair? How did they even get it? Fiona wondered, sinking into her seat dejectedly and shrugging away her father’s touch once again. She wished she could stop hearing Lucas speak. Not only had he destroyed the web that had been spun six years ago, but he was now narrating how she had drugged him and then slept with him. But so what? Shouldn’t he be glad that she had shown interest in him? Did he even realize how many guys had begged for her time? Fiona would have hissed, but the uproar in the crowd drowned her out. They were calling for her blood. She didn’t dare turn to see her mother, already knowing that the woman would be incredibly disappointed in her. But she didn’t care; she just wanted to be out of there. "She deserves to die." "Sentence her to death!" "A slut and a rapist!" "I think she should be banished, just like Doctor Athena was all those years ago." "Banishment is too good a punishment; she should be sentenced to death!" No one was on her side, Fiona thought, inhaling deeply. How would she get out of here alive? She risked a glance at Ewan. He wasn’t looking at her this time; instead, his gaze was fixed on Athena, who met his eyes with a bored expression. Fiona balled her fists. Would her story end this way—with her losing to Athena? She turned to her father. "You promised that I will never lose to Athena. So, what is happening now?" Alfonso remained mute. He had underestimated Athena. What was there to say? They had failed. Their only way out of this mess rested on whether Ewan would show them mercy or if Athena would extend any compassion. Then, maybe, they could have a chance at a comeback, at revenge. "Just stay calm, Fiona." That was all he said, observing that his daughter was desperately waiting for a reply. "Stay calm? The people are calling for my head!" She whisper-yelled, anger rising in her chest. Alfonso bit his lip to suppress the anger boiling within him. If only she had held back her stupid pride and urges, Kendra wouldn’t have been created! "Just stay calm, Fiona. Let me think." Fiona shook her head and turned away. Her father was useless. She had to save herself; this was a fight she needed to win on her own. She risked another glance at Ewan. This time, he was staring down, his face tortured. He must regret banishing Athena, she mused. Athena had decimated all her plans, and now she needed to find a way out of this to return the favor. Just then, her phone dinged with a text. Subtly, she retrieved the device from her side pocket and peeked at the screen. A shimmer of hope blossomed within her at the sight of Morgan’s name. Hurriedly, she opened the message, scrunching her nose as she read its contents. "Get out of that stupid hall, Morgana! Let me bomb that place!" Fiona exhaled sharply. How was she going to escape from here? She didn’t care about anyone else present. She glanced at Ewan again. His head was still bowed. She didn’t care about him either! After all, he would never believe anything she said now. She just didn’t want to die! Reverting back to the text, she quickly sent a reply. "I can’t leave the council hall. The case isn’t over." She tapped her knee as she waited for Morgan’s response, her message marked as read. "Well, plead insanity or something! Surely that must work too in that stupid council." Fiona smiled coldly as hope sparked within her. Plead insanity? However, when she lifted her head, curious about the sudden silence that enveloped the room, she realized she was the center of attention—not that there had ever been a time during this case when she hadn’t been. "What are you doing, Fiona? Who are you texting?" Elder Timothy asked, scowling at her. "No one," She answered far too quickly for comfort. "Get the phone from her," Elder Timothy ordered one of the council officials. But Fiona, in a fit of defiance, smashed the device against the ground with all her might, purposefully shattering it until it was rendered useless. "I think you all should stick to the evidence our beloved Athena provided and stop sticking your noses where they don’t belong!" She declared vehemently, remaining stoic as the first shoe pelted her cheek. But when it turned into a barrage of shoes, she had no choice but to sit down and cover her head and face. Ewan was unlucky, as shoes pelted him too. He cursed and glared at Fiona. "You will surely pay for this." Fiona shuddered at the coldness in Ewan’s eyes, noting the veins popping at the sides of his head. How could she have forgotten this side of him? Elder Timothy had to strike the gravel more than five times to restore order in the courtroom. "I know Fiona is a disgrace to our town, but let’s maintain order until this council is over." Alfonso gritted his teeth. Elder Timothy would pay too. "Lucas, are you done with your testimony?" Lucas nodded and sat down. Then Athena stood, immediately causing silence to descend upon the room, everyone eager to hear what she would say. Fiona scoffed at the spectacle. They were now buttering the prodigal daughter? Well, Athena should enjoy it while it lasted. "As you can all see, the lady is unrepentant of her crimes. But I pity Ewan the most..." As she said this, she turned to the projector board and clicked on the tab labeled ’The poison.’ A video flickered to life. Everyone watched with open mouths as Fiona poured a dark brown substance into a coffee cup. They watched as she carried the cup to Ewan, who sat in the dining room reading a newspaper, preparing to go to work. They watched Ewan sip the black coffee intermittently while reading the news. They watched as Fiona sat in the adjacent chair, a small smile on her lips while she made small talk...

Chapter 151: The Court Case XIV

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