Lost and Found: Return of My Mysterious Fiancee by KIKI

Chapter 835: Witnesses Take the Stand One by One A pair of watery eyes stared intently at Victor.

"You have to believe me. I really had nothing going on with him before. Back then, when you married Simone, I was forced into a corner..." Her provocative gaze flitted toward Ella Bailey, a subtle smirk hidden in the corner of her lips. "What I had with him was nothing but a meaningless fling, no genuine emotions involved. Besides, you promisedyou wouldn't marry her back then..." From the side, Paula observed the scene unfolding, noticing how Ella Bailey's face grew darker by the second. She nudged Hayden's shoulder and whispered, "Hey, look at that old woman. She's bringing up Jared's aunt to stir trouble. I've never seen anyone act this shamelessly as a third party before." Hearing this, Hayden glanced over and scoffed, his eyes filled with ridicule. "You have to understand, Paula, there are people in this world who treat their lack of decency as if it's skind of skill. Their moral compass isn't even on the smap as ours." Nathan, overhearing the exchange, thought to himself: These two are surprisingly alike.

"Victor..." Hayden and Paula's intention to humiliate them was crystal clear, and they had no plans to hold back.

The commotion was loud and clear in their corner of the room, even if it was less audible on the courtroom stage.

Ella Bailey's lips curved into a faint smile, but it disappeared just as quickly.

Vivienne's face flushed red, then turned a shade of purple. Ignoring the situation entirely, she buried her face into Victor's chest.

"Look at them! They're all humiliating me!" Victor's eyes flickered as memories of the past resurfaced, his face betraying a trace of guilt.

"Didn't your father teach you to respect your elders?! No manners at all!" The White family had long been at odds with the Bailey family, and Paula wasn't afraid of him in the slightest.

"A homewrecker like you has no right to call yourself my elder!" "Mr. Bailey, maybe you should spend more tkeeping an eye on your mistress. You wouldn't want to be betrayed without even knowing it!" As the argument escalated below, the fact that Max Bailey's gaze had never left Vivienne for even a second went unnoticed.

The moment she leaned into Victor's embrace, his entire demeanor shifted, his aura radiating hostility.

Even the special handcuffs around his wrists began to rattle violently.

Luke Gill, satisfied with achieving his goal, allowed a smug and arrogant smile to stretch across his face. "Max Bailey, do you have nothing left to say?" "He's so confident, even urging the plaintiff's witnesses to speak." "Luke Gill must be innocent! Otherwise, how could he act so calm? But... who is Max Bailey staring at over there? Does he recognize someone?" "Who knows? He's a shareholder in the Dyer family. Maybe he spotted a former business partner down there." "Idiots. Max Bailey is staring at Victor's mistress. The two of them had an affair back in the day. Who knows, Victor's second daughter might even be Max Bailey's kid." The arrogant and tic comments, reminiscent of a soap opera, briefly flashed across the courtroom atmosphere like rumors. Only a few paid them any attention. On the courtroom stage, Max Bailey finally tore his gaze away from Vivienne, his expression dark and unreadable.

Tina's eyes remained icy and calm, silently observing everything.

When Max Bailey glanced at Luke Gill, the two exchanged looks.

Defeated, Max Bailey seemed to have made an important decision.

Without sparing a glance at Tina's group, he clenched his jaw, preparing to speak.

But before he could utter a word, Dexter, acting on Tina's instructions, raised his hand. "Your Honor, we have more witnesses." The air froze momentarily as his words echoed through the courtroom.

The judge raised an eyebrow, his indifferent gaze sweeping over the crowded stage.

He sighed internally, a mixture of frustration and amusement crossing his face.

The plaintiff was dragging this out like a dull knife, not just tormenting Luke Gill but also playing psychological games with everyone else in the room.

Who brings out witnesses one after another like this? "Bring them in," he finally said, his voice heavy with resignation. He silently prayed that this time, the plaintiff's witnesses could deliver the evidence needed to secure a conviction, allowing him to end this trial and go home. Hayden's eyes widened in excitement, and he enthusiastically slapped Nathan's thigh.

"It's happening! Serena's pulling out the big guns now!" A seasoned martial artist, Hayden's slap wasn't light.

Nathan winced in pain and shoved him off. "Are you insane?! Of course, I know she's pulling out the big guns. But if you're that excited, hit yourself, not me!" Hayden blinked. "Wait, that was you? No wonder it didn't hurt." Nathan: ... I'm numb...

Paula, watching the spectacle, sighed sympathetically. "Poor Nathan." Courtney, quiet until now, couldn't help the twitch in her lips. She thought for the umpteenth time: Truly, he lives up to his code name-the Husky.

As the group laughed and bantered, the courtroom doors slowly creaked open.

Led by Ozan Bailey, a small group from Maplewood village stepped into the courtroom under the gaze of the crowd.

"He's here?!" Victor gasped, his pupils contracting in shock.

For a moment, Ella Bailey thought she could even hear the tremor in Victor's breath.

She smirked faintly, her sneer hidden from view.

"Isn't that Uncle Ozan? Dad, didn't you say he was dead?" Her tone was casual, but Victor's face turned pale. He averted his gaze, refusing to meet his daughter's eyes.

"How would I know?! Who knows where that wretched girl Tina found a fraud!" Ella Bailey tilted her head, her smile mocking.

"A fraud? But that man hasn't taken his eyes off you, Dad." Her whispered words, soft as midnight murmurs, made Victor's body stiffen.

Feeling compelled, he turned his head mechanically toward Ozan Bailey.

The plaintiff's witness stand was now crowded, with the professors Elsa had brought squeezed into a corner.

The larger space was occupied by members of the "deceased" Bailey family.

Standing at the center, Ozan Bailey's gaze was filled with resentment and hatred, fixed squarely on his "beloved" brother.

Beside him, Kael Bailey's show of brotherly affection with Max Bailey only deepened his bitterness.

Ozan Bailey let out a bitter laugh, his voice slow and deliberate.

"I heard... you had my mother's body burned to ash. Is that true?" Victor's reaction was instant. "No! Who told you that?!" "I didn't... I would never!" Luke Gill's chest tightened, his heart pounding like a drum.

What a fool! His cold, piercing glare landed on Victor as he cursed silently.

Seated nearby, one of the defense lawyers noticed Luke's expression and leaned in.

"Are those people... important?" Luke hesitated, his face unreadable.

"Something like that..." What could he say?

How could he explain that the people standing across from him had m supposedly died over a decade ago in the Dyer family tragedy? And now, here they were, back from the dead.

Ozan Bailey's cold eyes scanned Row him Victor's panicked face. As the brother who knew him best ozan Could see through his lies in an instant. Whatever hope he had left shattered completely. Ozan's eyes dulled, becoming lifeless.

"Is that so?"

His voice was low and ambiguous, leaving no room for an prangnswer.

m Without waiting for a response, he turned to face the judge directly.