CHAPTER FIFTY-ONE

“Your Honor, these documents detail the elaborate scheme orchestrated by Mr. Jakes. From the falsification of Ethan’s death to that of my parents. This evidence is genuine.”

The court registrar asserted a strong resoluteness in his look.

The Judge, in his authority, gazed at Mr. Jakes.

“Mr. Jakes, do you have anything to say in your defense?” Mr. Jakes stammered, putatively caught off guard by the weight of the evidence presented against him.

“This is absurd! I have done nothing of this kind. Those documents are fabricated, Your Honor.”

Ethan was ready for this. With a calm address, he turned to the judge.

“Your Honor, I expected this response. That is why I've brought more evidence and also used myself as one to support my claims.” Ethan unbuttoned his shirt and showed the Judge exactly where Mr. Jakes shot at him the night he killed my father.

A series of witnesses were called to the stage, each attesting to the shady dealings and manipulative tactics employed by Mr. Jake