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Chapter 287 You Would Do Anything For Money
Cecilia forced herself to calm down. Peering from a distance, she could see that the documents. consisted of
various photographs. As for what was captured in the photos, she couldnt quite make out.
Ernest handed her a portion of the photos, all of them from the past. They were taken when she was trying to
seduce Nathaniel for the sake of getting pregnant.
Cecilia's mind went blank, and she clenched her fists tightly.
She never imagined that this matter would affect her, nor did she expect that Nathaniel still had the photos.
Vivian gave her a reassuring look, implying that at most, these photos could only convince the court that there
was an emotional connection between the two.
Among the conditions for divorce, there was one that involved domestic abuse. Nathaniel’s cold violence fit this
criterion.
Little did anyone know, in the next moment, Ernest denied any so-called cold violence by saying,
“Your Honor, the opposing lawyer accused my client of emotional abuse. | would like to ask everyone present,
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇthow should we define emotional abuse? Is there a medical diagnosis?”
As he spoke, he looked at Vivian. His gaze was cold and detached. It felt as if he were looking at a complete
stranger.
When Vivian met his gaze, she instinctively avoided it.
Ernest stepped forward, “Ms. Kennedy, did you manage to obtain the hospital's diagnosis results?”
He was leaning in too close, causing Vivian's breathing to becsomewhat hurried.
She trembled as she replied, “Isn't my client's major depression the best proof?”
Ernest withdrew his gaze, continuing, “From what | understand, there are five main causes of depression. The
first being hereditary factors, the second being health and illness-related issues, the third being medication and
alcohol, the fourth being personality traits, and finally, the fifth cause being social and external factors. Ms.
Kennedy, how can you be so sure that your client's depression was caused by my client?”
After speaking, Ernest presented further evidence. “This is the information I've gathered. Ms. Smith began to
drink heavily two years after her marriage. Her mother, Paula, a renowned. dancer, has undergone a mental
evaluation and was diagnosed with a mild mental disorder. Ms. Smith herself has been hard of hearing since
birth. From this, it’s clear that Ms. Smith was suffering from depression, which relates to the first, second, and
third points | made. It had nothing to do with my client.”
Vivian never thought her ex-boyfriend could be so shameless.
Chapter 28 You Would Do Anything For Money
She exploded in anger and yelled, “You're just twisting the facts!”
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Ernest looked at her with a detached gaze. “If you think I'm being deceitful, Ms. Kennedy, then present your
evidence and prove it.”
Vivian could no longer contain herself. “Ernest, you b*stard! You would do anything for money
“Order! Order!”
Due to Vivian's sudden emotional outburst, the judge declared a temporary recess.
Had it not been for Cecilia holding her back, Vivian would have already lunged at Ernest to tear apart his mouth
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmthat couldn't distinguish right from wrong.
After the court adjourned, Vivian couldn't stop apologizing in the break room.
“I'm sorry! It was all my fault! | genuinely didn’t expect his lawyer to be Ernest. | was completely thrown off
guard.”
Moreover, Ernest was a top-tier lawyer in Drocver, reputed to have lost only one case.
This divorce lawsuit was a piece of cake for him.
Cecilia held her close, gently patting her shoulder as she said, “It’s all right. | don’t blyou. It doesn’t matter
whether we win or lose.”
If she lost, it would simply mean going back to square one.
The more Cecilia spoke, the more guilty Vivian felt.
Her eyes turned red as she said, “I need to use the bathroom. Wait here, Ceci.”
“All right.”
Vivian rose and left the room, but she didn’t head to the restroom as one might expect. Instead, she went to the «
break room where Ernest and the others were.