Rising from the Ashes The Heiress They Tried to Erase Novel

Chapter 303: The truly chilling fact was Roland's spotless record-he had never lost in court. Facing him in trial, any attorney might as well concede defeat from the start. Why had Roland, the renowned legal tactician, come to this city? That was the question that hung in the air. Noticing Maia's delay in response, the judge repeated his question. "Plaintiff, are you willing to change your legal representation?" Shaken from her thoughts, Maia quickly nodded. "Yes, I am." Once Roland presented the necessary documents, the judge declared the trial open.

With precise references to legal statutes and relevant case precedents, Roland systematically dismantled every possible counterargument. Spectators in the courtroom, especially the lawyers, visibly perspired under the weight of the fierce debate. There was no room left for rebuttal. Roland's strategic citations of legal statutes and his mention of prior cases were impeccable, each step effectively closing off any escape routes for the opposition. Within just thirty minutes, Carl was visibly defeated, sinking into his chair, speechless.

Without delay, the judge announced, "This court finds in favor of the plaintiff, Maia Watson!" As for Rosanna's eager fans, those who had been sued faced penalties ranging from two years in prison for the harshest offenders, to a minimum of three months for the more lenient cases. An uproar filled the courtroom. Reporters and the audience alike were left in disbelief. Without Roland's formidable influence, the sentencing might have been more lenient. But they had faced the terrifying figure known as the legal demon-Roland.

Read exclusive updates gαℓησvls․com Upon hearing their sentences, Rosanna's fans turned pale, some nearly collapsing in despair. "I can't bear the thought of going to jail! I admit my mistakes, truly! Maia, please show some mercy!" "I only followed along and made a few comments. I never meant any harm. What will happen to my education? I'm on the verge of not graduating, my girlfriend might leave me, and I'll have a criminal record. My future is ruined!" "Rosanna, I did everything for you! Please, save me!" But Rosanna was too consumed with her own thoughts to consider their pleas.

Clutching her lips tightly, her complexion turned ashen. She had been defeated once again. Just when victory seemed within reach, someone appeared out of nowhere, plunging her back into despair. She couldn't bring herself to accept the loss. The trial came to a close. The defense attorney, Carl, quickly gathered his documents, clearly eager to make his exit. Fueled by anger, Rosanna grabbed him by the arm, her teeth clenched in fury. "Wait! You charged a fortune, and this is the result?

You're not leaving until you return my money!" Carl immediately lost the composure he had so carefully maintained, his face contorting into a sneer as he pointed an accusing finger at Rosanna. His voice dripped with disdain. "If you'd told me the opposing lawyer was Roland, I wouldn't have touched this case with a ten-foot pole, even if you'd begged me! Now, my chances of winning are shattered, and I've become the laughingstock of the industry, with this trial streaming live for the entire world to see.

It's a miracle I'm not demanding compensation for emotional trauma!" With those biting words, Carl shook off Rosanna's hand and stormed away without sparing her another glance. Rosanna's blood boiled with indignation. . . .