Chapter 389: Chapter 389: That Slap Sounds So Satisfying (1)
Faye Shelby huffed, "Alright, then just wait a little longer."
Aaron Warren saw there was no reaction from the defendant’s seat, and immediately got cocky, "Aren’t you claiming to be Faye Shelby? Then show some evidence, come on!"
Faye Shelby: "..."
Who carries around a bunch of evidence to prove they’re themselves all the time?
Like seriously, I’m not an idiot!
Aaron Warren got even more smug, "What are you standing there for? Evidence, huh? Who can prove your identity?"
"I can!"
At this moment, a strong voice rang out, and soon a sprightly old man, around sixty years old, walked in with the support of a young girl.
Aaron Warren stood up suddenly, exclaiming, "Master Foster!" He quickly became overjoyed, "Miss Faye, this is incredible! Your master and the Master are good friends; he can certainly prove your identity." Not hearing a response, Aaron turned to look over and saw ’Faye Shelby’ pale and panicked.
A gut feeling of unease suddenly hit Aaron Warren.
Soon, Master Foster walked quickly to the defendant’s bench, laughing as he hugged Raina North, "Void, long time no see. When these things are settled later, you must have a few drinks with me."
Raina North rolled her eyes, "Don’t think I don’t know you’re coveting my newly brewed good wine."
In the courtroom, Felix Hawthorne was stroking his chin, "Don’t know if it’s just me, but it feels like this trial is a trap set up by that girl."
Vincent Hawthorne: "..."
He was too embarrassed to admit he also felt this way.
Felix Hawthorne continued, "I don’t know if the girl I fancy is smart, or if everyone else is just so stupid. How did this many people end up spinning in circles, getting played? They were so gleeful before, now their faces must hurt. Slap, slap, the sound of getting slapped is just delightful."
Felix Hawthorne couldn’t help but laugh, his leg shaking, remembering how his mom always poked his forehead calling him dumb, but look at these so-called elites—they’re not that smart either.
Vincent Hawthorne lost his patience and smacked Felix.
Felix Hawthorne yelped, jumped up, covered the back of his head, and angrily said, "Dad, why’d you hit me!"
"I’m your father, do I need a reason to hit you?"
"Of course you do!" Felix Hawthorne protested, "Don’t tell me you don’t need a reason when you go after big brother and second brother!"
"..." Do I need a reason? It’s more like I’m too scared to go after them, alright?
Vincent Hawthorne felt he’d been subtly insulted again, and with nowhere else to vent his pent-up anger, he settled for smacking this disappointing son.
Felix Hawthorne was jumping around after getting hit, confused as to how he ended up getting slapped again.
Is his dad so embarrassed he decided to take it out on him?
Given the current situation, that really seems likely.
Felix Hawthorne couldn’t help but hug himself, feeling sorry for his pitiful self, planning to find a few girls to soothe his injured soul after leaving.
With Master Foster’s appearance, it’s clear now who’s real and who’s fake.
As for Aaron Warren’s accusation against Raina North of stealing the core secrets of Ghost Doctor’s Vale, it naturally turned into a joke.
Others reacted just as strongly. Although some had already guessed it before, when the truth was out like this, it was still hard to take.
Courtroom area.
Claire North sat slumped in her seat, muttering, "Raina really is Void. She’s really Void. How could she be Void? If she’s my Void, what am I going to do?"
"Don’t be afraid, mom’s here too. Raina can’t just float to the top that easily!" Brenda Adler gritted her teeth with a sinister look, took out her phone, and sent a message: Proceed as planned.