Chapter 1030 The Person Who Helped Her


    Chapter 1030 The Person Who Helped Her


    Minerva put down her hand forcefully. She turned her head to look at the man walking from behind


    Susan and sneered, "Isn''t this Manuel, the perennial backup? I heard you finally became the main


    squeeze and married Susan. What''s up with you, Susan? Because Henry died, you settled for second


    best and chose Manuel..."


    The next second, Susan pped her hard in the face. Minerva''s face turned red and swollen.


    Besse had juste out of the courtroom when she witnessed Susan''s domineering act of hitting


    someone. She stood nearby, without disturbing them, just watching like that.


    "Susan, you hit me! How could you hit me?!" Minerva eximed and raised her hand to hit back.


    At that moment, Manuel grabbed her directly, holding her wrist tightly so Minerva couldn''t move at all.


    Minerva almost cried out due to the pain in her wrist.


    "Let go of me, Manuel!"


    Susan gave her another p across the face. That loud noise directly stunned Minerva, who stared at


    Susan with wide eyes.


    Susan said while rubbing her palm, "The first p is because you offended me. My rtionship with


    Manuel doesn''t need your evaluation, you''re not worthy!"


    Minerva''s eyes red at Susan with a crimson rage. Because she was shackled by Manuel, there was


    no way to move at all.


    "The second p was for Hannah," Susan said. "The reason why I only pped you instead of


    reporting you for giarism is that people like you, who are so lowly, are not worth our time and energy.


    As I said before, you don''t deserve it!"


    "Susan!"


    "Manuel, let her go, so as not to dirty your hands."


    "Susan"


    Susan didn''t even nce at Minerva and turned to walk towards Besse. She found Besse walking out


    of the court.


    Manuel let go of Minerva when he saw Susan leave. Minerva was full of anger, but she knew very well


    that she couldn''t beat the people here, so she had to endure the humiliation and leave.


    Manuel made a phone call and coldly ordered, "Cyberbully Minerva."


    She deserved what she had done to hurt others. Most importantly, Minerva had offended his wife.


    There was no limit to how bad things could get on her, only worse.


    Then, Manuel returned to Susan''s side.


    Theodore looked at the couple and felt a little envious for no apparent reason, and he thought of Little


    Bunny, who dumped him. But he believed that was her way to get his attention. As he noticed a familiar


    ck car parked below the steps of the courthouse, and Manuel, Susan needed nothing from him, he


    left.


    At that moment, Susan began a conversation with Besse outside the courthouse.


    "Congrattions on being acquitted." She said to Besse.


    Besse smiled slightly and said, "Thewyer told me it was your evidence about Minerva giarizing


    Hannah''s work that helped a lot."


    "I didn''t tell you in advance, because I didn''t want to burden you mentally," Susan exined. "You''re


    not mad at me, are you?"


    "Why would I be? You helped me a lot," Besse expressed her gratitude. "It''s just that it seems like I


    went from giarising Minerva''s work to giarising your friend''s work instead. I don''t know if you mind


    or not, it still offended your friend."


    "I don''t mind." Susan shook her head. "It just makes me feel like you and my friend are bing more


    alike. Sometimes I can hardly tell the difference..."


    Besse didn''t know how to respond.


    Susan felt like she was being too emotional again and said, "Let''s go. leave here together."


    "Yea." Besse nodded.


    Doyle also returned by Besse''s side at this time and put his arm around her waist as they walked away


    together.


    They descended from the high steps, where Minerva was surrounded by reporters who were asking all


    sorts of embarrassing questions that made her cry in public even harder.


    But her pathetic tears didn''t be a shield for her against the reporters'' bombarding. When they saw


    Besse appear, the reporters rushed over but countless ck-suited bodyguards blocked them so they


    couldn''t get close to Besse''s group at all.


    Besse naturally noticed something too, while Susan, Manuel and Doyle did as well. But she didn''t ask


    much though perhaps she knew whose arrangement it was.


    She silently walked into the waiting car parked on the side of the road. Then the luxury car carried them


    away.


    "I''ll be leaving soon with Doyle," Besse suddenly spoke up, feeling heavy-hearted when thinking about


    these past few days spent with Susan. She wasn''t ready yet to say goodbye to her yet. And maybe


    there would be no next meeting.


    "Are you leaving right now?"


    "Yea, we have booked our flight for 1 PM today so we need time to pack our bags before heading out."


    "So early? You won''t even have time for lunch at home then." Susan sounded frustrated.


    "We''ll eat something at the airport."


    "Okay then." Susan nodded.


    There was no reason for her to force Besse to stay, as she had said long ago that she would leave


    after the trial. But still, Susan couldn''t help but turn around and look at the car behind them. She knew


    who was in it and that he had been watching them from the car all this time. He must have seen Besse


    being hugged intimately by Doyle after they came out of the courtroom.


    Following them all this way wasn''t meant to get Besse''s attention. It just happened to be on their route.


    As expected, at the intersection, that ck car turned onto another road and left.


    Susan watched as it disappeared from view, lost in thought. Besse noticed it too but she didn''t say


    anything about it.


    When they got back to the vi, Besse started packing her things while Susan stood at the door


    watching her busy herself. In truth, there wasn''t much for Besse to pack; she didn''t have many


    belongings with her.


    Doyle had brought some luggage with him and was still packing up when they arrived back home.


    "Besse," Susan began tentatively, "there are some things I know you might not want to hear but I feel


    like I should tell you anyway."


    Besse smiled and said, "Go ahead then, I''m listening."


    Somehow, she knew Susan''s temperament well; Susan could hardly hold back her words, or she would


    be perplexed.


    "The person who provided evidence of Minerva''s giarism of Hannah''s design for today''s trial wasn''t


    me. It was Oscar."


    Besse already suspected as much since Susan tended not to pay attention or notice these kinds of


    details due to her carefree personality.


    "He asked me if Hannah ever designed any pieces rted to the Angel collection before, so I went


    looking through Hannah''s storage room, where we found a precious video recording which led us


    straight towards Zeny." Property belongs to N?vel(D)r/ama.Org.