Becca.
I couldn’t believe we had a witness. Someone who also knew and was willing to talk about the REAL Chad, the one that had to be exposed if we wanted to win this.
I just prayed James hadn’t gone too far in procuring her. This process was battering me mentally, but I had to keep my head clear.
Alessandro’s life as a happy child and successful person was on the line, after all. I kept telling myself as I stood there, the stress weighing me down.
Chad kept giving us incredibly dirty looks, something likely meant to be offputting but came across more as aggressive and childish. I kept my expression neutral, my eyes narrowed slightly as I fixed my gaze forward.
The proceedings carried on as usual, with the typical back-and-forth. Then, a woman was called on to testify. Chad’s eyes flashed with recognition, and a scowl crossed his face. I saw his jaw clench as he looked upon the woman.
