A Lawsuit Next Door

When Rachel heard me say that, she let out a cold laugh.

"Defendant, is your son some kind of irresistible catch? Does my client, Daisy, have nothing better to do than rush to ruin her own purity just to frame him?"

Daisy immediately echoed her. "I really did see Lucas. When I was heading to tutoring, I happened to see him coming out of his apartment. We took the elevator down together. He told me his name was Lucas Cole and that he was a newly moved-in neighbor."

Fiona pointed at me and screamed, "Mrs. Cole, do not think that stirring up trouble here will get your son off the hook! Daisy saw him with her own eyes. She even knows his name. Stop trying to argue your way out of this!"

Watching the two of them sing in perfect unison, I found it laughable.

Daisy spoke with such absolute certainty because the hallway and the rooftop terrace were blind spots in the surveillance system.

It was precisely because those areas were not covered by cameras that the Harpers dared to fabricate lies so brazenly.

I did not continue arguing with them. Instead, I turned to the judge.

"Your Honor, the plaintiff's testimony contains numerous contradictions and points of doubt. It is entirely insufficient to establish that my son, Lucas Cole, committed any assault."

When Fiona saw the judge nod in agreement, she panicked. She shot up from her seat and roared, "Contradictions? Doubts? Mrs. Cole, stop trying to confuse everyone here! Every single word my daughter said is the truth. The injuries on her body are evidence!"

I smiled. "You think you can convict my son based on a few words alone? The law is not something you can fool."

My words made Fiona's face flush red with rage, and Daisy looked like she was on the verge of fainting from crying.

The people in the jury gallery thought I was being deliberately unreasonable, and their criticism grew even louder.

"This woman is completely impossible. Even now, she is still splitting hairs!"

"Why wasn't her own child the one who got assaulted?!"

"If the mother is this cheap, then of course the son is an animal!"

One voice after another, they tried to force me into submission with their outrage.

I straightened my back and swept my gaze coldly across the spectators. "Everyone, the truth has not yet been determined. Do not let yourselves be used as weapons."

They knew nothing about the real facts. They were merely venting their so-called sense of justice. It was foolish.

They choked on my words for a moment, then someone immediately shot back, "Used as weapons? It is obvious your son did something terrible and is still trying to argue his way out!"

"Exactly. Daisy is just a young girl. How could she joke about something like this!"

Seeing that people were siding with her, Fiona grew even more confident. She shot me a sinister glance, a trace of smugness flashing through her eyes.

"Mrs. Cole, did you not keep saying the evidence is insufficient? Then open your eyes wide and take a good look now. I would love to see how you keep arguing once the evidence is right in front of you."

After she spoke, she exchanged a look with Rachel, who immediately took out a document and displayed it publicly.

"The document I am holding is proof that bodily fluid belonging to the defendant, Lucas Cole, was extracted from my client, Daisy Harper."