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A Beauty With Multiple Masks Chapter 827
Not knowing that Everett was calling Arielle, the two jury members kept looking for the grandmaster, as they
thought he or she should be at least sixty years old.
Yet, there was only one young girl standing before their eyes.
Could it be…
While the jury members were still trying to process their thoughts, Everett stood in front of Arielle and greeted her
once again in excitement, “You’re here, Grandmaster.”
Arielle nodded in response. “I’ll leave the case to you, Ev.”
“It’s my honor. Besides, it’s clear that Henrick had committed a felony. If the other judges were to handle his case,
I’m sure they would not let him off easily too.”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThe two jury members were still in disbelief. Not only were they taken aback by how young the woman was, but
they were also stunned when she called him Ev.
Did someone call the country’s youngest judge Ev?
And the judge, who‘s usually stern and taciturn, is okay with that?
Who is she?
The jury members followed right behind and asked, “Sir, is she the chess expert Grandmaster you told me before?”
Everett nodded and responded with a rare smile, “Hard to believe, right?”
They nodded. “We couldn’t really tell.”
Suddenly, one of them exclaimed, “Are you sure this is the ambassador of Soir Coffee? Are you… Ms. Moore?”
Arielle nodded. “Yup. That’s me.”
“Oh, wow! You look even prettier in person!” The jury was in awe of Arielle’s beauty.
“Thank you.” Arielle’s lips curled into a smile. She then put on a serious look and added, “I’m sure you need to
prepare for the hearing as it’s about to start soon. I’m going to go now.”
“All right, Grandmaster.” Everett bowed and sent Arielle off.
After the latter had left, Everett reverted to his stern self. “Let’s go.”
He wanted to give Henrick the harshest punishment possible within the law.
The spectator area in the court was packed with people when the hearing was about to start.
Among the spectators, some were Henrick’s business partners. They attended the session in the hope of gaining
some benefits from it.
But most of them were Arielle’s fans, who tried their luck to see if they could meet her in person.
Of course, a few of Queenie’s fans and Arielle’s haters were also present at the court.
They were curious to know if Arielle was as pretty as how she looked on the internet.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmWhile the spectators were each buried in their thoughts, Henrick was brought to the dock.
After a briefing by Everett, the hearing began.
Everett sald in a cold voice, “Henrick Southall, you’ve been accused of owing the salaries of 171 workers for ten
years, causing ecological damage to the land that eventually destroyed houses of the villagers, and…”
Henrick was at a loss for words for a bit when Everett read out all the charges against him.
He reached out to many legal counsels, but all of them refused to take up his case. In the end, he had no choice but
to use the counsel that the court had assigned to him. During the session, the lawyer asked a few questions. It was
clear that counsel was not ready to defend Henrick.
Henrick turned around and took a sidelong glance at the spectators and realized they were all shooting a sullen
stare at him.
Among the spectators, he spotted Nigel. Henrick clenched his fists. What the hell is he doing here?
A man i humiliated in the past is now here to see how I‘m about to fall from grace? How ironic!
Seeing Nigel around made Henrick feel utterly uncomfortable.
“Did you hear what I say, Henrick Southall?” Everett raised his voice.