Chapter 192

Vivian and Julian stepped out of the detention center.

Vivian couldn't contain herself any longer. "You mentioned there's a way to prove Evelyn's innocence while making Cassandra pay even more severely? What exactly do I need to do?"

"It's simpler than you think."

Julian adjusted his tie. "If Evelyn isn't lying, then her intent to harm Cassandra can't be proven. That means no criminal charges. In fact, she could sue Cassandra for defamation instead."

"If Evelyn's health deteriorates during this period—especially if Cassandra's actions caused emotional distress—then Cassandra could face criminal charges too. Legally speaking, psychological trauma carries just as heavy a penalty as physical harm."

Vivian absorbed every word. "So if I can prove Evelyn told the truth—or that Cassandra lied—we win?"

"Exactly."

Julian continued, "My advice? Find concrete evidence that Cassandra fabricated her story. That way, we counter-sue for defamation. Witness testimony is subjective. Hard evidence carries far more weight in court."

"Easy. I know exactly what to do."

Vivian grinned, impressed. "Julian Montgomery, you're a genius."

She'd never been more grateful for demanding Blackwood Legal in her divorce settlement from Nathaniel. With their top lawyers on her side, no legal battle—administrative, civil, or criminal—stood a chance.

The next morning.

Vivian arrived at Cassandra's hospital room just after dawn.

Two officers still guarded the door.

Cassandra, convinced freedom was imminent, hummed loudly enough to echo down the hallway.

"Someone's cheerful."

Vivian leaned against the doorframe, arms crossed, smirking.

Cassandra froze mid-eyeliner stroke. Seeing Vivian's reflection in the mirror made her jerk around, face paling. "You! How did you get in here?"

"Why so jumpy? We're practically sisters—you're Nathaniel's new flame, I'm the ex-wife. No need for hostility."

Vivian's smile dripped sarcasm.

"Sisters?" Cassandra scoffed, instantly defensive. "We're mortal enemies. One of us won't survive this. What do you want?"

"Relax. I just came to deliver some news."

Vivian's tone turned icy. "I have proof of Evelyn's innocence. Your charges just upgraded to defamation. Her psych eval came back—level three emotional trauma. Congratulations. If convicted, you're looking at five years minimum."

Cassandra's makeup brush clattered to the floor. "You're bluffing. The officers heard her threaten me!"

"Witnesses versus hard evidence? The law favors the latter."

Vivian's confidence was unshakable.

Cassandra's hands trembled. "What... what evidence?"