Ethan glanced at her.
Just for a second.
And he believed her.
Not because he had time to question it—
But because he knew exactly how she looked when she lied.
And this… wasn’t it.
This was the face of someone realizing her child had been used to smuggle the truth into a courtroom already poisoned by lies.
“Hand it over to the court,” the judge said firmly.
Ethan didn’t move.
Richard finally reacted.
“Your Honor, that proves nothing,” he said quickly—too quickly. “Anyone could have planted something like that to create chaos and delay the sentence.”
The judge turned toward him slowly.
“Delay? This is not a death sentence, Mr. Vaughn.”
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