The Revenge of the Mute Wife by Melanie Paulson
Chapter 162

Chapter 162

"That's a lie-" Frederick began to protest, standing up in an attempt to keep up his act, despite being backed into a corner.

"It's true!" someone shouted from the crowd, leaping to their feet. "Now I remember you! You're the miserable bastard who took advantage of my uncle. I couldn't replace you because you changed your name and dyed your hair!" The person pointed accusingly at Frederick as they tried to push through the crowd to reach him, intent on giving him a beating.

"Order! Officers!" the judge called out, signaling the police in the room to restrain the person disrupting the trial.

"I remember you now too!" a woman shouted, pointing at Vanessa. "You're the filthy witch who tricked my grandfather, pretending to be a nurse so you could kill him, steal his pension, his savings, and everything of value in his house. And now I see where all that stolen money went," she spat, glaring at Vanessa with disgust and hatred.

"That scumbag played my aunt the same way. He pretended to be her boyfriend just to kill her so he could take her money and her house!"

"Same thing happened to me!"

"And me!"

Suddenly, about twenty people in the audience sprang up, all trying to reach Frederick and Vanessa to exact their revenge.

Seeing this, more police officers flooded into the room to escort the angry crowd out. Some left willingly, while others were arrested for resisting.

The courtroom was now filled with loud chatter, and the tension was palpable.

"Order!" the judge demanded, banging his gavel. "Please, everyone, silence in the court."

"Judge, I must inform you that we're already processing cases for these people. Fortunately, all these frauds that led to disappearances and deaths were investigated by former Commissioner Randy. When we looked into his past, we discovered he was a friend of the Turners," Alistair informed the court. "Send me those reports, Detective," the judge said, his brow furrowing.

"It was a very well-organized group," Alistair continued, with members infiltrating various legal branches to ensure their plans succeeded. Unfortunately, their last big hit strained their friendship. Ms. Alexandra Anderson sensed something was wrong and, with her dying breath, did everything she could to protect what was most precious to her-her own daughter." As he spoke, the forensic photos of the crash scene were displayed. "Even in her final moments, she shielded her daughter. The paramedics wrote in their report that they needed assistance to separate them because Alexandra was holding onto her so tightly."

Hearing this, Deborah felt an overwhelming urge to cry. She had known her mother sacrificed her life, but she hadn't understood just how much. Seeing that image, the pain she was experiencing welled up in her chest, threatening to spill over through her tears. Her mother had used her own body to protect her. She had given her life, but Deborah hadn't realized the extent of it.

"Debbie..." Christian's assistant saw her crying and immediately pulled her into a comforting embrace,

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understanding how difficult it was to see such an image.

Jayden longed to go to his beloved and comfort her, but he couldn't approach, so he silently thanked the young man for supporting her at that moment.

Everyone in the courtroom felt a lump in their throat at the sight of the image. It was a powerful testament to a mother's unconditional love. Alexandra's body was mangled, the car's wreckage embedded into her, but her daughter had been spared from deep injuries-the most severe one was to her throat.

"Take that image down," the judge requested, his own discomfort evident.

Christian nodded to his assistant, who quickly removed the image from the projector

"Just as Ms. Alexandra gave her life for my client," Christian began, "she also sought to protect everything this pair of monsters wanted, creating two wills. One real, which was given to her ex-partner, Mr. Nicholas Foster, and one false, which she left where Frederick could easily replace it. Thanks to that, my client was saved and not murdered as a child, because the false will stated that everything could only be claimed by Deborah when she reached adulthood and presented a special key left by her mother."

"We would never have done something so horrible to... to Deborah," Vanessa said, quickly correcting herself.

"You didn't because you needed me," Deborah said, wiping her tears.

"Detective, about that list of accomplices..." the judge began.

"It's already been confirmed. As of now, all of them are in prison. The last rat was still on the loose until a few days ago, impersonating a deceased person and pretending to be a lawyer," Alistair replied, glancing, at the couple, who were visibly frustrated. "And that man had been trying to blackmail Ms. Deborah into signing a pardon that would allow these two to escape this trial."