Beside him, Cormac was still pouring his heart out to Whitford.
With handcuffs around his wrists, tears brimmed in the man's eyes as he clutched his younger brother's hand, his voice choked with emotion, "Whitford, you've been through so much."
Cormac's lips quivered, and just as he was about to speak, he caught a glimpse of Vivienne's icy stare drifting their way.
Suddenly feeling a pang in his stomach, Cormac's face went pale as he gripped Whitford's hand tighter, "Bro, you have to save me!"
"You've always been the best to me. Please, help Vivienne win this case. Then I can be free again, I beg you!"
His words were whispered so close to Whitford's ear that only those few nearby could hear.
Emrys tilted his head slightly, catching Whitford's hesitant look from the corner of his eye.
His murky eyes flashed with sharpness, and with a clear provocation in his tone, he said, "Cormac, don't make it hard for your brother. You saw the live broadcast, didn't you? For his old flame, he wouldn't even care about your life. Why else do you think that woman Vivienne could get us out so early?"
His gruff voice, though unpleasant, struck Whitford's heart like a hammer.
His eyes suddenly filled with a murderous intent, "Emrys, I'd advise you to keep it straight, stop stirring trouble!"
Emrys, now in a state of reckless abandon, not fearing Whitford's threats, retorted, "I'm just telling it like it is. But let me warn you, that girl Vivienne is capable of anything! If you mess up her plans, it's not just you, but your dear brother here who will pay dearly!"
"You..." Whitford felt as if a bucket of cold water had been dumped over him.
In that moment, Whitford came to his senses.
He couldn't find the words to counter Emrys, his murderous gaze fading, replaced by confusion and struggle.
Emrys, once a favored figure by Gavin, easily read Whitford's turmoil and scoffed, "I'd save your schemes, if I were you. You know Vivienne and Percival's standings better than I do."
"Do you really think you can protect Madeline against them?"
The words, barely audible, pierced Whitford's heart like a sharp knife. Emrys, not feeling it was enough, continued, "You don't actually believe Harrison's words, do you?"
"Whitford, come to your senses. What makes you so sure Madeline's child isn't Gavin's?"
Right!
That woman never loved him!
Initially, to secure Gavin's help, she had even seduced him with her body, how could she possibly leave his child behind after achieving her goal?!
"As witnesses for the plaintiff, what are your relationships to this case?"
As the judge's clear voice echoed, the last shred of hesitation in Whitford's eyes was completely extinguished.
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