Chapter 8 - The Defense Crumbles
Ethan’s defense attorney, a sleazy man trying to make a name for himself, stood up for cross-examination.
"Isn't it true, Olivia, that pregnancy hormones caused you to hallucinate these abuses?" the lawyer asked aggressively.
"My client claims you bruised yourself by falling in the shower due to your known clumsiness."
Margaret, sitting in the front row, tightened her fists, ready to leap over the wooden barrier.
But Olivia simply smiled, completely unfazed by the pathetic legal strategy.
"I anticipated that exact lie," Olivia replied smoothly.
She turned to the judge and presented a tiny USB drive.
"Your Honor, I set up a hidden nanny camera in my bedroom smoke detector three days before my mother arrived."
Ethan’s lawyer dropped his pen, his jaw hitting the table in utter shock.
The video was played on the large screens in the courtroom.
It showed Ethan violently grabbing Olivia by the arm, shoving her against the wall, and threatening her life while Diane watched and drank a glass of wine.
The footage was completely raw, undeniable, and utterly horrifying.
One of the jurors actually started crying in pure sympathy for Olivia.
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Ethan buried his face in his hands, finally realizing that it was entirely over.
The defense rested its case without calling a single witness.
