Chapter 153 Do You Enjoy Watching Your Own Fam…
In the audience, many seats were filled by familles, mostly parents in their fifties and sixties who had come to support their daughters.
Brenna noticed how modestly they were dressed. Their dothes were simple, and their faces showed the wear of years spent enduring life’s hardships. Some had traveled a long way just to witness the sentencing of the Moreno family,
A family of three, seated closest to the aisle, stood and thanked Thiago. The woman, in her fifties and wearing a faded plaid shirt, had tears streaming down her cheeks. “Thank you, Mr. Moreno. Without you, we might never have seen that monster face justice. My daughter carried the weight of her pain alone for so long
Thiago stepped forward and gently replied, “You don’t have to thank me. I’m the one who should thank you for having the courage to testify. Just like your daughter, I’m a victim, too. And together, we’ll make sure that despicable family pays for everything they’ve done to us.”
The woman nodded and dabbed at her tears with a tissue. Standing quietly behind her was a girl with long hair, her face hidden behind a black mask and large sunglasses.
Though her features were concealed, her outfit hinted at someone once full of confidence and beauty.
Brenna guessed the girl had likely endured serious emotional trauma at the hands of the Moreno family, the kind that left deep, lasting scars. That was why she was refusing to show her face.
Other families in the audience also came forward, each expressing their gratitude to Thiago in their own way.
However, not everyone found the strength to come here. Some who had been hurt chose to remain silent, still unable to face the matter.
After a while, Thiago and Brenna took their seats in the front row and quietly waited for the trial to begin. Soon, the judge entered the courtroom, took his seat, and officially announced the start of the trial.
Roberto, Jovie, and Harlan were brought out, flanked by armed personnel and dressed in prison uniforms. Roberto and Harlan had their hair cropped short and looked unkempt, yet they still carried themselves with arrogance. Their eyes brazenly swept over the audience without a hint of shame.
Harlan was the worst of the three. He didn’t look the least bit concerned about being sentenced. When he spotted the victims among the crowd, he even sneered, his gaze filled with contempt.
Jovie came last. Her long hair was pulled back with a plain hairband, and she wore no makeup. Whatever charm and sophistication she had once flaunted had long faded. She now looked like an ordinary woman past her prime.
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The three of them still clung to the belief that their troubles were merely financial. In their minds, a fine would be enough for them to walk free.
But when they spotted Thiago seated in the front row, they realized that things were about to go terribly wrong
for them.
The victims‘ families, furious at Harlan’s smug arrogance, couldn’t hold back any longer. Shouts erupted across the courtroom. Some even rushed forward, landing punches and kicks on Harlan before the guards could
intervene.
The judge banged the gavel several times. “If you don’t remain quiet, you’ll be removed from the courtroom.”
Only then did the crowd settle down and slowly return to their seats.
Roberto didn’t know that most of the families in attendance were there to testify against Harlan. The ones he did recognize were residents who had been harmed during one of the Moreno family’s brutal demolition projects.
At the very front sat a grieving family–an elderly couple in their seventies and a young woman in her early
twenties.
During the incident, the son of the family had been beaten to death by the demolition team. Not long after, his wife had taken her own life.
Now, only the aging couple and their granddaughter remained in the family.
“You bastard! Give me back my son and daughter–in–law!” the elderly man bellowed while pointing at Roberto with a trembling finger.
However, Roberto showed no remorse. In his mind, he had already paid compensation for the demolition. If they had refused to move, that was their fault. Getting beaten was just a consequence of their stubbornness.
He stood at the defendant’s stand, looking unbothered. His chin was even lifted with arrogance. Meanwhile, Harlan let his gaze drift toward the rows of girls who had come to testify. Only one stood out in his memory–a girl with a stunning figure and a soft, innocent face. He had tormented her for three days and nights, dragging in his friends and filming every moment.
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