The opposing lawyer argued, "That's just twisting words. If the Four Families had enough reserves, they might have weathered the storm..."
Scottie shot back, "You said 'might.' So, the downfall of the Four Families isn't directly linked to my client."
...
The debate on stage was heating up.
Offstage, Nathalie was so nervous she could feel the sweat in her palms. Sarah glanced over at Nathalie, and then couldn't help but sneak a peek at Morris. Even in a wheelchair and wearing prison attire, Morris held himself with a straight back and an air of calm, showing not the slightest bit of defeat despite his situation.
Every now and then, he'd look over at Nathalie. When their eyes met, the hard line of his lips would soften a bit, a small smile hinting at his good mood.
Sarah recognized that look—it was pure adoration aimed right at Nathalie. All his gentleness seemed reserved just for her. No wonder Nathalie was so devoted.
Their love was a two-way street.
When Nathalie caught Morris's gaze, she flashed him a dazzling smile. She mouthed, "Nathan, I'm bringing you home, promise."
Just then, the opposing lawyer turned his attention to Morris: "Mr. Rowland, could you answer a few questions?"
Morris gave him a cold look. "It's Morris."
The lawyer paused, a bit thrown off. "Mr. Morris, what was your motive for transferring funds from the Four Families' accounts?"
Morris was about to speak about his vendetta against his father when Nathalie's eyes met his. The indifference in his gaze pierced her. She feared he might not back Scottie, undoing all their hard work. In a rush, she stood up and shouted, "Nathan, think it through before you answer!"
The judge snapped at Nathalie, "The audience is not allowed to speak."
Nathalie sank back into her seat, feeling disheartened.
"When you're out, we'll get married."
Morris's handsome face tightened.
He glanced at Nathalie, only to see she didn't seem bothered by Ashley's outburst. She was simply overjoyed, tugging at others, sharing her excitement, "I'm thrilled—my Nathan finally has a shot at freedom!"
Morris felt his joy evaporate suddenly.
Silly girl, missing the big picture.
He turned to Officer Baldwin, "Let's go."
As he turned away, Nathalie seemed to sense it. She spun around, catching sight of his firm yet solitary silhouette, and tears streamed down her cheeks.
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