No sooner had they stepped into the camera's eye than the internet was already ablaze with recognition.
"Holy smokes, isn't that my professor? What's he doing here?!"
"My classmate! Geez, the youngest associate chief at Rivenwood University Affiliated Hospital, what's he doing here?!"
"I've seen him! I even went to him for a check-up once!"
"Wait a sec, guys. Didn't you notice that lady with the mask? She looks kinda familiar."
"Those eyes, don't they resemble my idol?"
Vivienne's gaze swept across until it landed on a woman in the corner, frowning and sizing up the room, which piqued her interest.
A strand of soft pink hair escaped her bun, hanging before her eyes, which were filled with arrogance and rudeness. When her gaze met Vivienne's, there was a moment of defiance and smugness.
Vivienne's eyes sparkled with amusement, her lips curving into a faint smile.
Percival immediately sensed something was amiss and whispered, "What's up?"
It had been a while, and he had forgotten what Ramona Grimshaw looked like.
All he saw were unfamiliar faces, but Vivienne's expression hinted that someone they knew was among them.
Vivienne leaned slightly towards him, their shoulders touching, "Ramona's here."
"Ramona? Who?" Percival frowned, wracking his brain but couldn't match the name to any of the faces.
Vivienne's lips twitched, as she pinched Percival's cheek, "The lady who had a spat with Kala that one time."
Before Percival could respond, Ramona, who had been watching them, eagerly removed her mask.
With her current fame, the chatroom exploded almost instantly, and even some of the younger judges in the room couldn't hide their surprise.
No one expected a celebrity like Ramona to appear in court, especially as a witness.
Kipling and Zinnia frowned in displeasure; this wasn't the plan! Ramona, their trump card, was supposed to be their final play.
What was she doing showing up now?!
Their eyes met, sharing a similar gravity.
Unaware of their thoughts, Ramona stepped forward, her voice clear and melodious, filling the courtroom, "Your Honor, I can testify. Back then, I was a student at that school, and Julian indeed committed acts of indecency against his classmates."
"At that time, as a mere student, I was too afraid to speak up, fearing retribution from the teachers. My silence inadvertently caused Cassidy to suffer. I refuse to cover for Julian any longer. Those who err must face the consequences."
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