Chapter 132: Court of Secrets
The courthouse steps were crowded with reporters and cameras.
Paparazzi swarmed like bees, shouting questions and snapping pictures as Henry stepped out of his sleek black car.
"Mr. Callahan! Is it true you're accusing your wife of murder?" one reporter yelled, shoving a microphone toward him.
"Any comment on the paternity scandal?" another shouted.
Henry ignored them, walking slowly toward the courthouse entrance with his lawyer by his side.
The air was electric.
On the other side, another car pulled up.
Beatrice stepped out…
Her lawyer was walking behind her, carrying a briefcase.
The cameras whipped around to catch her. "Mrs. Blackwood, is it true you forged contracts in the family business?"
"Mrs. Blackwood, are you prepared to defend against the murder accusation?"
Beatrice smirked but said nothing. She didn't need to.
Her confidence was loud enough.
