the two-faced Adopted Girl Who Melted CEO's Ice-Cold Heart Chapter 768: This whole thing has been a setup from the very

Stone Leclair stared darkly at his son, certain that he wouldn’t dare expose the truth about his biological mother. He hadn’t expected Ignatius Leclair’s focus to remain fixated on Beatrice Carter’s incident.

Ignatius Leclair still stood silently at the defendant’s stand. The man’s long, jade-like fingertips gently pressed against the tabletop. The trial had reached its final stages, yet the person he was waiting for still hadn’t arrived. A trace of frustration began brewing within him.

He ticulously recalled every detail of his interactions with Delphine during this period, attempting to uncover any traces or clues hidden within.

As events unfolded, the spectators were drenched in cold sweat. One by one, the dark secrets of the elite families were being exposed. Stone Leclair from South Nanyang was revealed to be a ntally ill patient. A forr high-ranking political figure from the South Nanyang once hired assassins to kill his wife and then silenced witnesses by murder. Whatever absurd revelations ca next, they would no longer be surprised.

"Mr. Stone Leclair, can you confirm whether you were involved in hiring assassins to kill your wife?"

"How dare you slander ! Why would I kill my wife for no reason?"

"Four years ago, Mr. Leclair was reported for inappropriate conduct, keeping a mistress for years and fathering a love child. To eliminate the damaging scandal, you initially intended to kill Ms. Beatrice Carter, but my client saved her. Left with no choice, you married Beatrice Carter and later silenced her through murder. That is your motive for killing her. Ms. Carter obstructed your political ambitions, turning you into a laughingstock across the South Nanyang elite circles," Brock Gray declared harshly. "You are the true murderer."

The plaintiff beca the defendant, and the situation completely reversed.

"Objection!" Salvador Lawrence’s voice of protest was drowned out by the chaotic uproar in the courtroom.

The trial officer was forced to strike the gavel, demanding quiet.

"Objection! The statents are entirely speculative on the part of the defense attorney, with no solid evidence provided."

"Objection sustained. The defense counsel is asked to provide evidence," the trial officer instructed.

Beads of cold sweat ford on Salvador Lawrence’s brow as he began regretting accepting such a case. He wasn’t familiar with South Nanyang’s elite circles. Why did he take on this lawsuit?

Stone Leclair’s face turned pale, and he could barely hold himself upright by bracing his hands against the table. His entire body was drenched in cold sweat. As long as he stubbornly denied everything, even if soone testified about the kidnapping and car accident, he couldn’t be convicted.

"I have evidence," Brock Gray suddenly announced, presenting the evidence. He looked sharply at Stone Leclair and said, "Mr. Leclair, since you’ve provided surveillance footage from the corridor, why not share the footage from inside the hospital room?"

The kidnapping and car accident were rely setup pieces to establish Stone Leclair’s motive for murder and attempted murder. The real confrontation ca next.

Another piece of evidence surfaced, and the atmosphere in the courtroom instantly beca tense.

Brock Gray presented the evidence, which turned out to be another surveillance video from that day—this ti from inside the hospital room, not the corridor.

At precisely 36 minutes past midnight, a handso and cold-faced man entered the hospital room and stood by the bedside, staring icily at Beatrice Carter lying on the bed. The lighting inside wasn’t very strong, but it was faintly visible that Beatrice Carter reached out for her phone and typed a few words to Ignatius Leclair.

The man remained silent for several seconds, then nodded and left the room.

After Ignatius Leclair left, Beatrice Carter suddenly let out a hoarse and chilling laugh, then removed her oxygen mask and struggled before collapsing to the ground.

The surveillance footage left everyone present in silent shock. This wasn’t murder, nor was it sudden death—it was suicide?

Brock Gray’s voice turned icy. "This entire matter from beginning to end was orchestrated—a setup targeting my client. And the mastermind behind it all is Stone Leclair."