The 5-time Rejected Gamma & the Lycan King

Chapter 158

Sebastian swallowed a lump in his throat before he uttered, “Not in recent years.”

“Hm. When did your relationship with him tum sour?”

The prosecution jumped out of her seat and exclaimed, “Objection, my Lord! The question is irrelevant!”

MI Clark explained, “My Lord, the proximity of the accused’s relationship with his son will explain the

likelihood of him helping in the acquisition of assets.”

The prosecutor argued, “Mr Cummings had already denied aiding the accused in those acquisitions!”

Mr Clark counter-argued, “My Lord, it is clear that the accused and the present witness’s testimonies are

i n conflict. In light of this, we must assess the credibility of their statements. The whole purpose of a

cross examination is to assess the truthfulness of their assertions. The truth can only be found if we

assess whether the present witness has a motive for providing the conflicting evidence.”

Judge Cook uttered, “Objection dismissed. Mr Clark may proceed with his line of questioning.”

With an arrogant smirk, Mr Clark repeated his question to Sebastian, and Sebastian answered

reluctantly.” About a year ago.”

“And what is the reason for the strain in the relationship with your father?”.

“We just…stopped seeing eye to eye.”

“On what in particular? Business?”

“No, just certain…life decisions.”

Mr Clark continued smirking as he pressed on with a louder voice, which echoed through the courtroom

walls, “Perhaps asking ‘what’ reason isn’t accurate. Perhaps it’s a ‘who’.”

Sebastian and Xandar knew exactly where things were going. Xandar’s arm tightened on Lucianne’s

shoulder as her thumb stroked his other hand that was on his lap.

Mr Clark then asked, “Did your relationship with your father turn sour after you met the Queen-to-be,

Gamma Lucianne Freesia Paw?”

The murmurs and chatters in the room were cut off with the judge silencing everyone again.

“No.” Sebastian answered.

Mr Clark squinted his eyes and pressed on, “You’re saying that your meeting with Her Royal Highness

did not in any way affect how your father saw you?”

“That’s a question you’d have to ask him, not me. I’m not privy to how he saw me after I met the Queen.”

“How close would you say you are to Her Royal Highness?”

“Objection!” The prosecutor shouted from her seat.

The judge responded in an angered voice, “Sustained! Mr Clark, leading questions to challenge the

character of a member of the royal family are barred by law, unless they are on trial themselves!”

Mr Clark responded calmly, “I’m well-aware of that, my Lord. But given the history between the Queen

and the witness, I felt the need to explore the likelihood of the witness providing false oral evidence to

please

her.”

Xandar, Christian and Annie growled in unison. Lucianne was glaring daggers at Mr Clark, who refused

to look at any of them as he locked eyes with Judge Cook.

The judge pondered, his fingertips pressing his forehead before he sighed and asked, “What history?”

A radiant smile stretched across Mr Clark’s face as he explained, “The Queen and the witness were

bonded mates a year ago, prior to a rejection shortly after. Even so, the witness was seen speaking to

the Queen with intimate intentions on numerous occasions after the said rejection.”

The sound of fast-paced scribbles echoed through the courtroom walls. Lucianne already had to cupped

her mate’s cheeks to stop him from shifting, cooing him to breathe.

The judge looked at Lucianne and hesitated before he spoke, “My Queen?”

Lucianne tore her gaze away from her mate and stood before the old man asked, “Are the assertions

made by Mr Clark true?”

From her peripheral vision, Lucianne saw Mr Clark skimming her body from head-to-toe when Judge

Cook asked his question. In a clear voice, she said, “Not everything is true, my Lord. It is true that

Sebastian Cummings was my fifth-chance mate before I was bonded to the King. However, after the

rejection, we have never been intimate with each other as Mr Clark is now suggesting. Neither are we’

close’ as he sought to assert.”

Mr Clark smirked flirtatiously as he said, “Perhaps you’ve misunderstood me, your Highness. I merely

said that the witness himself had intimate intentions, not you, my Queen. I know the law enough to know

not t o question a member of the royal family.”

Lucianne’s eyes tumed ferocious as it fixed on Mr Clark’s coy ones when she spoke again, “Perhaps

you’ve misunderstood ME, Mr Clark. I am clarifying my position with the witness. Your line of questioning

was implicitly suggesting that I may have reciprocated any form of intimacy that you’re saying he

displayed. I know twisted speeches and hidden meanings behind words enough to know what you were

trying to do. Before you even think about questioning my character, you should assess your own. You

have no right to look at any woman like how you just looked at me. We’re not pieces of meat waiting to

be devoured.”

Xandar rose from his seat, his eyes were onyx when he glared at the lawyer. His hand at Lucianne’s

waist pressed her body closer to his. Clark was stunned. He had been looking at women like that

throughout his career, and no one had told him off before. He even stole glimpses of the Queen just this

morning and during recess, and nothing bad came out of it.

Judge Cook looked at the defense counsel and asked in amusement, “Something you wish to tell the

Queen, Mr Clark?”

Mr Clark was brought out of his shock, and he offered a low bow as he said, “Apologies f-”

“Kneel.” Xandar demanded in a low voice, sending a shiver down everyone’s spines. Well, everyone’s

except Lucianne’s. Before Lucianne could tell Xandar that kneeling wasn’t necessary, he silenced her

with a sweet peck on her lips before he whispered, “Just let me, my love.”

Lucianne mouthed ‘okay’ when her heart melted from his words. When their sights returned to the

lawyer, he was already down on one knee when he uttered, “Please accept my most sincere apologies,

your Highness. I promise to exercise more caution with the way my questions are framed. I apologize for

the distress I’ve caused you and the King.”

Lucianne’s expression was unperturbed before it softened when she kissed her mate on his cheek, and

whispered into his ear, “Let’s not waste any more of the court’s time, dearest. Let them proceed.”

“Mm.” Xandar muttered as he pecked a kiss on her forehead and lowered himself and his mate gently

back into their seats.