Three days later, the court announced the presiding judge for the high-profile murder case, along with five jurors. Aside from the widely respected Judge Gresham, the jury consisted of a former Minister of Education, a psychiatrist, a journalist, a stay-at-home mother, and a female law student.
The moment the list was published, the media went into a frenzy.
Leaving Judge Gresham's reputation aside, the jurors' professions turned the trial into a fierce ideological battleground, each representing a different social class and mindset.
Given the intense public scrutiny, several media outlets petitioned for a public trial. However, considering the suspect was under eighteen, Judge Gresham deferred to the defense's preference. Naturally, the Ravenshires requested a closed trial to protect her privacy.
The next day, when Talia submitted the paperwork as the family's representative, she accidentally checked the box for a public trial. When the court updated the public docket, Dorian nearly had a heart attack at his desk.
"Is she out of her mind?!"
With no outsiders in his office, Dorian didn't bother maintaining his composure. Furious, he slammed the documents onto the coffee table. "We cannot let her run wild with this!"
Cyril glanced at the papers casually and picked them up. "What are these?"
Among the stack of black-and-white documents, a color passport photo of a girl stood out. Her cheeks were slightly round with baby fat, and her delicate features were undeniably adorable.
She had clearly been crying when the photo was taken. Her eyelashes were still clumped together with tears, making her look pitiful and vulnerable.
The sensational case of the billionaire heiress going on a shooting spree dominated the headlines, even reaching the ears of Queen Julia Beaufort in Solenforth.
The Queen had kindly asked Caspian Ravenshire if he needed to cut his state visit short, but he had flatly declined.
After the state banquet, foreign journalists ambushed Caspian at a press conference, demanding his thoughts on his granddaughter's murder charges. One reporter even threw a hardball question: if Vivienne received a heavy sentence, would the Ravenshires resort to extreme measures to appeal?
Having weathered decades of political storms, Caspian saw right through their traps. Unfazed, he delivered a dignified, six-word response that showcased the poise of a true statesman: "State banquets are not for family matters."
Vivienne's case wasn't complicated, and since she had already confessed to the facts, the evidence-gathering phase was drastically shortened. Eager to resolve the matter, the court scheduled the trial to begin in seven working days. Furthermore, respecting the defendant's wishes, it would be entirely public.

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