Noah’s assistant kept his head lowered the entire time, like a lifeless shell drained of all vitality.
The female doctor, pale and clutching her abdomen, looked haggard and aged, her temples streaked with gray.
It was said her husband had thrown her out, leaving her without a home or livelihood.
Now, she was shunned wherever she went, surviving by scavenging for scrap.
As for Noah, the moment he saw me enter in my wheelchair, panic overtook his face.
“Don’t kill me… don’t kill me… I know I was wrong, Olivia, I’m sorry…”
Ever since I had nearly killed him, he had developed a psychological trauma from seeing my face.
I smiled in satisfaction.
In court, the opposing tawyer barely attempted a defense.
After all, the entire internet was watching.
Anyone who tried to clear these monsters of their crimes would face overwhelming public outrage
All of this was possible thanks to my parents‘ relentless efforts over the past three months.
They had done everything they could to show the world the truth behind my actions and the abuse those people had inflicted on my sister.
People now praised me for what I had done, deeply moved by the bond between me and my sister.
The evidence against them was soon submitted.
In the villa’s surveillance footage, Ava was seen pushing my sister down the stairs, then pretending to twist her ankle and collapsing into Noah’s arms.
She then instructed the female doctor to “take good care” of my sister’s injuries.
Again and again, my sister was subjected to malicious slander and deliberate medical torture by the doctor, leaving behind wounds that would never heal.
Transaction records and communications between the assistant and the four burned individuals
were also exposed.
Even footage from Noah’s office was retrieved.
Apparently, the assistant had taken precautions, fearing he might one day fall out of favor.
He had recorded his conversations with Noah, which now clearly proved Noah role in orchestrating the crime.
To reconstruct the case, footage of my sister being kidnapped and abused before her wedding was publicly shown.
In the video, she was torn apart, begging, crying, pleading for mercy, until she finally passed out.
Though I had mentally prepared myself, I couldn’t help screaming at that moment.
My sister had been hurt like that, by those beasts!
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In that moment, I regretted not killing them all.
The audience erupted in fury, shouting curses.
“That old witch from the Carter Family raised a monster like that? No wonder she jumped off a building. She deserved it!”
“They looked so respectable, but they’re all heartless! I bet the eldest son dying abroad was karma!”
“Exactly! If he had supported Olivia in uncovering the truth, things wouldn’t have ended this way!”
“I spit on them! From today on, I’ll boycott everything related to the Carter Group!”
Some women in the courtroom began to cry..
“Olivia was so pitiful. Deceived by those two monsters, humiliated… what she thought was redemption turned out to be her murderer. She must’ve been so hopeless and broken. Even though she loved her parents and sister so much, she still chose to die…”
My parents held each other in tears in the gallery and my heart ached.
If I had known, I would have held my sister’s hand longer the last time she visited me.
After the trial, everyone received their sentences.
Only I was returned to the psychiatric hospital.
The doctor said my manic disorder was too severe and I needed to remain hospitalized for
treatment.
But in truth, they had hung my sister’s photo on the wall of my room.
Her diary sat on my bedside table, placed there by the nurse.
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