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The True Heiress is the Reserved Fiancé's Exclusive Memory

Chapter 928 - 955: First Instance Verdict (2)
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Chapter 928: Chapter 955: First Instance Verdict (2)

"..." Marianne Jackson said nothing.

Lydia Williams let out a cold snort and hung up the phone.

Marianne Jackson breathed a sigh of relief, hailed a taxi by the roadside, and gave the address of her home.

Thinking back and forth, she felt there was more to Lydia Williams’ words. She found a more comfortable position to lean against, took out her phone, and went on Twitter. Soon enough, she discovered the reason and was taken aback.

Louis Cox was dating another woman, and he openly admitted in front of the media that they were in a relationship?

How could that be possible?

Marianne Jackson looked at the photo over and over again.

Still, she found it hard to believe.

It was only overnight, and he suddenly found a girlfriend?

Earlier, Zuri Ginger had also said that the one he felt for could only be Mia Ginger, so what was going on?

Marianne Jackson was puzzled.

In contrast—

Upon seeing the news, Koa Jackson and the others understood immediately.

When Marianne returned home, everyone tacitly avoided mentioning it, as if they didn’t know about her feelings for Louis Cox at all. To her, this matter was temporarily set aside.

——

The next day, Mia Ginger returned to school.

A period of peace ensued.

Soon, summer arrived.

It hadn’t rained for a month and a half, and the bright sun blazed down on the earth, with Cloud Capital’s climate getting hotter by the day.

She came out of the courthouse, stood on the highest step, and couldn’t help but raise her hand to shield the sun. The bright light in her squinted vision reminded her of the all-encompassing light of the Buddha.

"Lawyer Davis, were you prepared for such a result before?"

"The victim pointed out the accused in court; do you still insist your client is innocent?"

"Will you appeal?"

"Tong Tong, did you expect the old lady to wake up?"

"Please say a few words."

The questioning voices from behind were approaching rapidly, and the sharp sounds made her subconsciously frown.

Mia Ginger turned and looked behind her.

More and more people were pouring out from inside, and she moved aside as a group of reporters and onlookers surrounded Tong Tong and the others as they came out.

Nearly two months had passed before Tong Tong’s case went to trial, which had previously garnered significant social attention. During the trial, even the public gallery was packed, all waiting for a result.

But—

The result of the first trial was truly unexpected.

During the trial, an old lady, who had been in a coma, was suddenly brought into the courtroom.

According to the doctor accompanying her, the old lady had just woken up that morning.

Mia Ginger sat in the front row of the gallery and watched as the old lady raised her hand to point at Tong Tong. After repeated confirmation by the lawyer and court staff, she identified Tong Tong as the hit-and-run driver.

A few hours later, the judge pronounced the verdict in court.

First trial verdict: Tong Tong was ordered to pay a total of 670,000 in various expenses to the old lady and her family.

This turn of events was undoubtedly hard to accept.

After the verdict, the court descended into chaos, and the two sides nearly came to blows.

Unable to help, she was constantly jostled by the crowd and decided to leave first.

At this moment—

Looking back at the chaotic scene, she just felt a headache.

What is justice and fairness, and what is the warmth or coldness of human relationships? It seemed that, in that brief moment, her soul was shaken.

The crowd pushed outwards again, and Mia Ginger instinctively stepped back.

In her line of sight, Tong Tong was using one hand to shield her eyes, tears covering her cheeks and chin.

"I didn’t hit anyone; I wasn’t the one who did it. I never hit anyone; it wasn’t me. Believe me..." Her voice repeated intermittently, and that was about the meaning that fell into Mia Ginger’s ears.

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