The Revenge of the Mute Wife by Melanie Paulson novel Chapter 157

Chapter 157 

“That’s true, especially since James might get uncomfortable,” Caroline agreed. 

“Hey, don’t whisper secrets like this. Remember, everyone’s watching us,” Christian teased with a grin. 

“Shh, this is girl talk,” Caroline chided him playfully. 

Christian and Jayden exchanged amused glances, shaking their heads. It was true that several reporters had noticed Deborah’s presence in the courtroom and were paying close attention to her conversation. However, upon realizing the discussion revolved around motherhood, they lost interest in digging deeper. 

Suddenly, a buzz of excitement rippled through the room. The doors swung open, and the “Anderson couple” entered, dressed to the nines. Despite their handcuffs, they strutted in with the confidence of 

victors. 

Deborah’s eyes narrowed at their smug display, all her fears vanishing in an instant. These monsters were not, and never had been, her family. They were nothing more than murderers who destroyed her real family and kidnapped her for their own gain. Any lingering attachment she once had had been converted into pure hatred, fueled by the truths she had uncovered. 

She was here to confront them, to take back what was rightfully hers. One thing was certain: as long as this pair was free, she would never find peace. They were after her money and had shown they’d do anything to get it. 

Deborah felt a small kick from within her belly. 

“I know, sweetheart,” she thought, placing a protective hand on her stomach. “Mommy’s going to protect you, just like your grandma protected me. But this time, they won’t win.” 

As they approached their seats, Vanessa shot Deborah a smug smile, relishing her own beauty in contrast to the “whale” sitting beside her. 

Christian’s brow furrowed as he recognized the new lawyer with them. This man was the top attorney from the city’s most prestigious firm. The question nagged at him–how had they managed to secure his services, and what had they promised him in return? 

“Attention, please,” a police officer announced loudly as he entered the room. “The Honorable Judge August Hunter is entering.” 

The room fell silent as a red–haired man made his way to the bench and took his seat. 

“Good afternoon. We are now beginning the case of Deborah Anderson versus the Andersons…” 

“Objection.” Christian interjected. “Apologies, Your Honor, but I must insist we start this trial on a truthful note. These individuals are not the Andersons and have no legitimate connection to my client.” He approached the bench and handed the judge a set of documents. “Mr. Frederick Turner had never married or had any relationship with my client’s mother. They’re impostors who exploited a child’s ignorance to strip her of her rightful name.” 

The courtroom erupted in murmurs at this revelation, while the couple’s expressions darkened. 

“Order,” the judge demanded, banging his gavel as he reviewed the documents. 

“Your Honor,” the opposing lawyer began, “I believe Mr. Collins is overstepping by using this court to 

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launch an unwarranted attack on my clients before the trial has even begun.”