The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge
Chapter 1473

Asher said, "It doesn't matter. Dad is handling it."

Asher's gentle and doting gaze lowered as he looked at his sister, who was sitting in the front row. "I told Dad that I'm worried about Bella, and I was afraid there might be unexpected incidents happening here without someone to take care of them, so I came along."

"Asher, you are really treating Bella like she's your daughter."

Ralph exclaimed from his heart, his eyes landing on Bella and Justin's perfectly matched figures. His gaze grew complicated. "But as her brothers, we will probably have a lesser chance of being by Bella's side. Bella has a guardian angel who will protect her forever now. She won't need us anymore."

"She won't be single forever. Since she turned 18, I've been prepared to face the day that she won't need me anymore.”

Asher recalled many fond moments of his sister's sweet smile, and bitterness rose in his chest. But he was not jealous. He only had blessings for her. "But it's actually quite good. She has someone she could entrust her life to, and we can finally retire in honor as her old knights."

After the plaintiff, the defendant's lawyer, and prosecutors took their seats, the discussion among the listeners died down.

Steven and Hunter each stood on one side, tension crackling between them.

"Steven... Good luck."

Amelia sat beside her mother, staring at Steven's handsome figure with an intense gaze, her back not even leaning against the chair, nerves taut.

Wearing the prosecutor's uniform, Axel strode to his seat and took his place. His sharp, eagle-like eyes commanded respect and radiated a sense of oppression.

"Oh my God! Who could understand me?!"

Sasha looked at Axel with a fangirling expression. "Axel looked so cool in court! If all prosecutors are as handsome as Axel, I'd have to find reasons to come here every once in a while to meet them!" Celeste and Amelia were speechless.

Mila's forehead creased with exasperation. "You're already married. Can you watch your behavior? Do you think the court is some sort of host club where you can drop by for fun?"

On the stage, Axel subconsciously glanced at the spectators' area.

Seeing his family present, his heart, steeled by the many battles in court, could not help but feel a surge of warmth.

During this trial, not only did he carry the heavy burden of seeking justice for the victims and representing the country in prosecution, but he also shouldered the eager expectations of his family.

At this moment, a slender figure slipped in through the almost-closed door.

Immediately, Axel's gaze, which was about to shift away, was captured. He looked to the back.

The next second, his heart suddenly tightened and pounded wildly.

Sitting quietly in the last row was Roza, dressed in a low-profile khaki suit. As she wore sunglasses that partially blocked half of her face, Axel could not see her expression clearly or if she was looking at him. But even so, he still felt as if all the blood in his body was burning, boiling, ignited, and full of unstoppable strength.

The right door opened, and two policemen escorted Shannon into the court. She was wearing a prison uniform and was cuffed around her wrists.

Escorted along with her was Winston.

Shannon glared venomously at Winston, but when she shifted her gaze to Gregory, tears immediately welled up in her eyes. She turned into a pitiful and weak woman.

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