Married to my nemesis-Chapter 254: The Shock

Journalists, lawyers, and a crowd of people gathered around the courthouse premises.

As they made their way into the courtroom, the majority of journalists positioned themselves in front of the courthouse, eagerly anticipating Vixen’s arrival at the court premises.

It dominated as the top trending topic across all social media platforms.

The highly publicized hearing of the renowned tycoon, Vixen Joe, had everyone eagerly awaiting updates on the case, especially the woman who was most eager to witness things take a disastrous turn for Vixen.

A luxurious black car drove into the courthouse premises, immediately capturing the attention of journalists who were swift in their efforts, eager to gather information.

They quickly recognized that the car belonged to the judge presiding over Vixen’s case.

This judge was also reportedly known to be both a friend and a business partner of Vixen, according to various allegations.

The woman successfully made her way into the courtroom, escorted by bodyguards who were stationed throughout the vicinity.

Meanwhile, the attorneys were already in position, anticipating the judge’s entrance into the chamber.

Gradually, the courtroom began to fill with attendees, and before long, the highlight of the event made their appearance—Vixen, the esteemed special guest of the occasion.

He was clad in the uniform of a detainee, with cuffs secured around his wrists, as he was escorted into the courtroom.

As soon as the hearing commenced, a palpable sense of anticipation hung in the air.

The judge engaged in a discussion with the authorities, and before long, Vixen was called upon to take his oath.

Not long after, his lawyer, John, stepped into the courtroom to deliver the defense statement on behalf of his client.

He provided detailed arguments explaining why Vixen should not be considered responsible for the legal matter at hand.

During the heated exchanges between the lawyers, it was surprising to hear the unmistakable sound of a woman’s heels echoing as she walked through the halls of the courthouse.

The shades that fell across her face seemed to veil her features, though it also amusingly lent her an air of authority.

Upon reaching the security checkpoint, where she needed to show her ticket to gain entry, she handed it over with confidence, granting her smooth access into the courtroom.

Upon stepping into the room, she elegantly settled herself on the courtroom bench.

Instantly, she took off her sunglasses, fixing a sharp and intense look on Vixen, who was positioned in the detainee’s box.

After a while, Vixen inadvertently turned his gaze elsewhere. It was at that moment he locked eyes with Mia, who had already been watching him.

A teasing smile formed on her lips as she gently arched one corner of her mouth and murmured softly, "How are you?"

With a spiteful edge to her voice, she uttered her words while scrutinizing Vixen, who managed to keep his calm demeanor intact despite her attempts to provoke him.

Her eyes stayed glued to the unfolding scene, observing that he didn’t display any visible reaction to what she was doing.

In the midst of the intense debate between the legal counsels, Abigal’s lawyer asserted.

"My Lord, to support our argument, I would like to request permission to bring to the witness stand an individual capable of conclusively proving Mr. Vixen’s culpability in the death of my client’s brother."

The lawyer directed his appeal to the judge, who then granted him the permission needed to continue with his declaration.

Right away, the lawyer called the bald-headed man to step forward.

Mia’s face transformed into one of surprise, her eyebrows furrowing in shock, as she had expected Vixen to include that person in his defense plan.

However, she felt certain that regardless of the circumstances, this presented the ultimate chance for Vixen to face defeat, as he was unlikely to appear.

Immediately following the lawyer’s call for his witness, an eerie silence enveloped the room.

In the subsequent moment, Mia observed one of the police officers making his way toward the lawyer.

A sly grin spread across Mia’s face, fueled by the exhilarating anticipation of seeing Vixen face defeat.

Despite the fact that the individual she had directed Herman to take out was poised to become one of Vixen’s foes, it was merely another tactic she employed to ensure she achieved success on her own terms.

She watched the officer as he leaned over to whisper something to the attorney, then the officer subsequently turned around and left.

Mia’s lips twisted into a smirk again, pleased with the way things were progressing.

The downfall of Vixen Joe was bound to happen.

She watched closely as the officer made his way out of the courtroom, and almost immediately, the wide smile that had brightened her face slowly transformed into pure disbelief.

She was utterly shocked by the unexpected appearance of the bald-headed man walking into the room, with a policeman following closely behind him.

She appeared clearly agitated, struggling to find her voice or comprehend the unfolding scenario, before shifting her focus back to the place where Vixen had been sitting.

Her thoughts were a whirlwind of bewilderment, questioning how this bald man could possibly be standing in front of her when she was convinced that her Herman had already dealt with him.

In the blink of an eye, her attention returned to Vixen, observing the faint lift at the edge of his mouth, resembling a smile.

What, after all, could be the reason for such a joyous expression?

Whether this man was a reality or merely a whisper, his destiny was set in stone—the bald-headed figure was resolute in his mission to take him down.

She contemplated what Vixen’s approach might have been in such circumstances.

The reality that he spared this man’s life indicated that his incarceration was unavoidable.

Nonetheless, her primary worry regarding this entire matter arose from the anxiety that Vixen might have been scheming something altogether different.

And possibly, she could end up observing the whole scenario play out right in front of her.

Shortly thereafter, she observed as the bald-headed man was positioned in the witness box, and then, shortly after, he was instructed to follow the procedure before the lawyer made his way to him.

"You have spent two years in prison; can you explain the reason for that?" the lawyer inquired as he approached the man.

The baldheaded man gaze was simple but then Mia could feel like the situation was something else.

What was the point in understanding why he had spent two years in prison?

The answer seemed straightforward—it simply indicated that he was a criminal.

She was exasperated by the lawyer’s trivial question, but her primary interest was in hearing the response this bald-headed man would give.

"I had committed some crimes, killed some people," the bald-headed man admitted.

Yet within the crowd, Mia couldn’t resist rolling her eyes at the response.

Did he really think he’d end up in jail just for peddling sweets on the streets?

"My lord," the lawyer said, turning his gaze toward the judge.

"It’s widely acknowledged that Mr. Vixen has been a prominent figure in the business world. However, it raises questions when Mr. Vixen appears troubled by the involvement of a woman’s brother. What could be the reason behind this concern? The truth is, Mr. Vixen committed a murder and sought to keep his dark secrets hidden."

"I did not—" Vixen deliberately interrupted, prompting the judge to demand his silence.

Mia couldn’t resist gazing at him with sympathy as he struggled to defend himself.

Moreover, she couldn’t fathom why Vixen would choose this baldheaded man, knowing he would ultimately lead to his own destruction.

The irony was that this living man was the same one who had taken lives, all for the money Vixen had paid him to commit those acts.

Moreover, only God can say if he had employed this miserly bald man to ensure the demise of whoever he ended up killing.

"Now, sir, your reputation for having ended many lives precedes you. You were the one accountable for the murder of Prudence Lane Marvel, correct?" the lawyer probed the bald man, causing a frown to form on Mia’s face.

What purpose did this question serve?

Moreover, in what way was it connected to the events surrounding Vixen’s situation?

The attorney shifted his gaze towards the judge, then confidently stated;

"There is something crucial that everyone needs to be aware of. Prior to the emergence of Vixen Joe, there existed a regular individual employed by the Lane Marvel family."

"To our astonishment, we have discovered that the eldest daughter passed away under tragic circumstances one fateful night. However, my lord, we have successfully obtained the reports detailing these incidents, along with the cause of her death, and we have also gathered the weapons that can serve as evidence in this case."

Mia started to sense that this conversation was getting out of hand.

What was the point of debating something that shouldn’t even be a concern?

Vixen was accountable for the death of Abigail’s brother, so why bring Prudence’s issue into this situation?