Becoming strangers again (Lily and Ryan) novel Chapter 137

RYAN

The courtroom buzzed with tension as Waper, flanked by his lawyer, stood before the judge. The weight of his crimes hung heavy in the air, casting a somber mood over the proceedings.

"Waper," the judge's voice boomed, commanding attention. "You stand before this court accused of grave offenses—murder, money laundering, and tax evasion. How do you plead?"

Waper hesitated, his eyes shifting nervously. "Guilty, Your Honor," he admitted, his voice barely audible.

A ripple of shock coursed through the spectators. Waper's admission sent a shiver down my spine, knowing the extent of the devastation he had caused.

The judge nodded solemnly. "Very well. And do you understand the severity of your actions, Mr. Waper?"

Waper nodded, his gaze fixed on the floor. "Yes, Your Honor. I do."

The judge turned to Waper's lawyer. "Counsel, do you have anything to add?"

Waper's lawyer shook his head, a defeated expression on his face. "No, Your Honor. My client has accepted responsibility for his actions."

The judge's eyes narrowed, scrutinizing Waper. "Before I pass judgment, Mr. Waper, is there anything you wish to disclose to this court?"

Waper hesitated, his hands trembling. "Yes, Your Honor. There is something I must confess."

The courtroom fell silent as all eyes turned to Waper, anticipation hanging in the air.

"I... I was not acting alone," Waper confessed, his voice quivering. "There was another individual involved in these crimes. His name is Jake."

Gasps filled the courtroom as Waper's revelation reverberated through the room. Jake's name, a familiar shadow from the past, resurfaced once again, stirring up memories of the tangled web of deceit and manipulation.

The judge leaned forward, her interest piqued. "Jake? Can you provide more details, Mr. Waper?"

Waper nodded, his eyes glazed with guilt. "I hired Jake to carry out the murder. He was the one who orchestrated everything. I... I was desperate, Your Honor. I thought it was my only way out."

The admission sent shockwaves through the courtroom. Jake's involvement added a new layer of complexity to the case, raising questions about his motives and his connection to Waper.

The judge's brow furrowed, her expression grave. "This is a serious accusation, Mr. Waper. Are you certain of what you're saying?"

Waper nodded, his voice trembling. "Yes, Your Honor. I swear it's the truth."

The judge's gaze lingered on Waper for a moment longer before she turned to the prosecution. "Is there any evidence to corroborate Mr. Waper's claims?"

The prosecutor shook his head, his expression skeptical. "Not at this time, Your Honor. But we will conduct a thorough investigation."

The judge nodded, her lips pressed into a thin line. "Very well. Mr. Waper, your confession will be taken into consideration during sentencing. However, the gravity of your crimes cannot be overlooked.”

"Waper," she began, her voice echoing through the courtroom. "You have pleaded guilty to the charges against you, including the murder of Sophia, money laundering, and tax evasion. Do you understand the gravity of these offenses?"

Waper nodded, his gaze fixed on the floor. "Yes, Your Honor."

"And do you understand that by pleading guilty, you are admitting to these crimes and waiving your right to a trial by jury?"

Again, Waper nodded. "Yes, Your Honor."

The judge leaned forward, her eyes boring into Waper. "Very well. Waper, you have been found guilty of these crimes, and it is now time for me to pass sentence."

The courtroom fell silent as the judge took a moment to collect her thoughts. I held my breath, waiting to hear what she would say.

"Waper," she began, her voice grave. "Your crimes are serious and have had far-reaching consequences. You have taken a life, destroyed families, and betrayed the trust of those who once looked up to you."

Waper remained silent, his eyes fixed on the floor.

Meanwhile, on the television screen, the reporter continued to deliver updates. "In light of the firm's dissolution, it has been announced that a team of professionals will now take over the management of the company," she said, her voice steady. "This move is aimed at restoring integrity and accountability to the firm's operations, and ensuring that justice is served for all those affected by its actions."

Lily and I exchanged a glance, both of us silently acknowledging the significance of this development.

Lily's boredom with the news broadcast reached its peak, and she grabbed her phone in exasperation. With swift movements, she went to a news app, her eyes scanning the headlines. Suddenly, she gasped, her hand flying to her mouth in shock.

"What's wrong, Lily?" I asked, concern lacing my voice as I watched her reaction.

She turned to me, her eyes wide with disbelief. "It's Mrs. Waper," she said, her voice tinged with astonishment. "She's been taken to the psychiatric center and admitted."

A surge of satisfaction washed over me at the news, though I tried to temper my reaction. "Is she okay?" I inquired, masking my glee with a tone of concern.

Lily shook her head, her expression troubled. "According to the report, she was showing signs of psychiatric disorder," she explained, her voice barely above a whisper. "And guess what, Ryan? It was her own staffs who reported her."

I couldn't suppress the grin that spread across my face. "Well, isn't that something," I remarked, unable to hide the satisfaction in my voice. "It seems like karma has caught up with her."

Lily looked at me, emotions flickering across her features. "Do you think this is what they deserve?" she asked, searching my eyes for reassurance.

I met her gaze, a sense of vindication coursing through me. "Absolutely," I replied, my voice firm. "After everything they've done, it's only fitting that they face the consequences of their actions."

She nodded slowly, a small smile tugging at the corners of her lips. "I suppose you're right," she conceded, her voice tinged with relief.

As we sat together, the weight of the news sinking in, I couldn't help but feel a sense of closure. The chapter of our lives that had been dominated by the Wapers and their deceitful schemes was finally coming to an end.

"Let's hope this is the end of it," Lily said, breaking the silence. "I'm ready to move on from all of this."

I nodded in agreement, feeling a weight lifting off my shoulders. "Me too," I said, reaching out to take her hand in mine. "Me too."