Chapter 308


    Chapter 308


    Case Quinne went out to call witnesses over the phone.


    Haillie got up, arms crossed, pacing a few steps before she warned, “Ellinor, don’t think having a well–


    knownwyer will help you get rid of your guilt! You dared hurt Patricia, Balfour will never let you dodge


    thew! I suggest you give up resistance and ept the trial of thew. If you have a good attitude,


    you may get a lighter sentence!”


    Ellinor just raised an eyebrow, not bothering to engage with Haillie.


    Seeing Ellinor’sck of response, Haillie was ticked off!


    Facing Ellinor, she always felt like her efforts were like punching a pillow, unable to vent her frustration!


    No matter when, Ellinor always remained calm, not even getting too agitated by anything, always so


    calm andposed, one really wanted to p her to see if she would feel any pain! Byran sat to one


    side, ring daggers at Ellinor, his eyes filled with disappointment and anger, and a hint of confusion.


    He didn’t say a word.


    Nestled in Balfour’s arms, Patricia slowly turned her head, gently andpassionately said, “Ellinor,


    Haillie’s right, if you plead guilty, I’ll persuade Balfour to sign a pardon and try to get you a lighter


    sentence. Quit this nonsense, it’s only making Balfour angrier, it’s not doing you any good.”


    Ellinor smiled, “Ms. Howard, you and your best friend seem awfully worried about me causing more


    trouble?”


    Patricia blinked, looking a bit hurt, and exined, “Ellinor, I’m just trying to help, I’m worried you’ll do


    something reckless, it’s not because I’m scared of anything else…”


    “Really?” Ellinor casually dropped her gaze, ignoring her.


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    Seeing Patricia’s good intentions being misunderstood, Balfour’s gaze shed with displeasure.


    “Ms. Mendoza, because you helped old Mr. Howard in the past, I don’t want to be ruthless to you. Are


    you really going to make things unbearable for yourself?”


    Ellinor yawned, “Appreciate your generosity, but I’m not afraid of anything, bring it on!”


    Balfour stared at Ellinor’s fearless demeanor, a frown creeping onto his face.


    What kind of family background could morph a girl who should be gentle and kind–hearted into such a


    cunning, vicious, and ruthless individual?


    Haillie nced at Ellinor impatiently: “Balfour, let’s just ignore her! Ellinor is just a country bumpkin who


    isn’t afraid of anything! When she’s found guilty, she’ll regret it! Balfour, don’t show her any sympathy,


    don’t sign any pardon, she deserves to be punished. Otherwise, she’ll never change.”


    Just as Haillie finished speaking, the door was flung open, and a seven or eight–year–old boy ran in,


    heading straight for the suspect, Zachary…


    “Daddy!”


    The boy wanted to jump into Zachary’s arms, but was stopped short by the handcuffs around his dad’s


    wrists. He stared at them, confused and reluctant to ept the situation, questioning,”Daddy, why are


    you wearing handcuffs? Only bad guys wear them on TV, right? Daddy, did you do something bad?”


    Seeing his son, Zachary’s defenses instantly crumbled, dropping his head in shame, he mumbled, “I


    didn’t mean to…”