No Strings Attached

Chapter 337

At the eleventh hour, he couldn’t linger any longer. After a few hurried instructions, he dashed off to the hospital.

Upon realizing that Clara hadn’t backed down, a wave of panic washed over Heidi’s previously smug face. Her icy eyes glared at Clara with venomous intensity. She couldn’t fathom how Clara could keep her wits about her and win this lawsuit while her father lay gravely ill.

Clara wiped away a tear and took a deep breath, steadying herself.

With a sympathetic look, Sasha handed her a glass of water and whispered reassurances, “Clara, don’t worry. Mr. Casey will pull through.”

Clara nodded faintly.

The trial resumed. Just when everyone expected Clara to falter, she fought like a lioness backed into a corner, growing fiercer as the battle waged on. Her sharp and precise words left the opposing counsel speechless on several occasions.

Not only did she firmly establish Heidi’s guilt for tampering with her car’s brakes, but she also proved Heidi had incited her fans to douse her with acid, resulting in Ian’s grievous injuries. Both charges were convincingly upheld after some debate.

As the opposing lawyer tried to leverage Heidi’s supposed depression to mitigate the charges, Clara called upon Heidi’s psychiatrist to the stand. The testimony was clear: Heidi didn’t have depression. It was all an act.

Heidi was stunned by this turn of events. In a fit of rage, she screamed in the courtroom, “Clara, I’m going to kill you!”

Clara’s face hardened with a fierceness never seen before. “Heidi, if anything happens to my dad, I’ll hold you responsible.”

In the end, the court sentenced Heidi to ten years for multiple counts of incitement to commit grievous harm.

As the judge pronounced the sentence, Clara’s fists clenched tightly. Her icy gaze turned to Paolo as she said with chilling resolve, “Mr. Paolo, if I find out you had anything to do with my father’s illness, you’ll be the next one in the defendant’s chair!” Content from NôvelDr(a)ma.Org.

After saying that, she gathered her belongings and left.

Paolo was ashen. He hadn’t expected Clara to be so relentless, to put her father’s critical condition aside and still win the case. The trap he had so carefully set had failed to ensnare her, and now his own daughter was sentenced to additional years beyond what he had anticipated. He had indeed shot himself in the foot.

Heidi refused to accept her fate, and cried out to Paolo in the courtroom, “Dad, save me! I don’t want to go to jail. They‘ll bully me every single day. I can’t stand it in there!”

With tears streaming down her face, Heidi was forcibly taken away by the prison guards and thrown back into the slammer.

The prison queen smirked as Heidi was hauled back in. “So much for daddy’s money saving you, huh? Looks like it’s up to me to set you straight.”

With a nod to her cronies, they approached Heidi with sneers. Terrified, Heidi stumbled backward. “What are you doing? Don’t you dare hit me. My father will not let you get away with this.”

The woman laughed coldly, “It’s exactly bitches like you we love to break!”

Before Heidi could react, her hair was yanked, and her head was slammed against the wall. Blood instantly streamed down her face. A flurry of punches and kicks ensued, each one a blow to her pride, a humiliation she had never experienced.

Inwardly, she screamed with vengeful fury, “Clara, I will never forgive you!”