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Gerald Graves felt very impatient, thinking that Allen Rivera was deliberately trying to humiliate him, and therefore responded quite rudely: âProsecutor, have you never made love before? Do I really need to teach you how itâs done?!â Bang, bang!
The judgeâs gavel sounded.
âPlease be mindful of courtroom etiquette and use appropriate language.â
Marcel Jefferson couldnât bear to look directly and whispered a complaint to Purple Summers beside him: âWhat the hell is he doing? Does he want to make his impression in the eyes of the jury and the judge even worse? Heâs digging his own grave!â
Purple Summers also frowned.
Although she already knew that Gerald Graves was not a good person, hearing these filthy words in person still affected her mood.
After being warned by the judge, Gerald Graves restrained himself a little and coldly said, âI took off her clothes⦠and of course, she took off mine too. She said she wanted to play something exciting and took out some sex toys from the drawer.â
âSo the deceased requested to have a sexual relationship with you? Mr. Graves, did you refuse at that time?â Allen Rivera asked further.
âWhy wouldnât I eat the meat thatâs already at my mouth? Everyone knows my taste. When I saw her preparing those things, I knew what she wanted to do. It was consensual. Who knew that she would end up dead!â Gerald Graves snorted and muttered a curse under his breath.
Allen Rivera asked, âIt seems that Delilah Whiteâs death surprised you, Mr. Graves. When you had your hands around her neck, didnât you think that she might die of suffocation?â
Gerald Graves choked and turned his face away stiffly, his voice firm, âI didnât think about it.â
âWhy didnât you think about it?â Allen Rivera asked pressing question sternly, âAny normal person would pass out being strangled within three to five minutes and die within five to ten minutes. I think this should be common sense.â
Gerald Graves irritatedly said, âI was so into it, who would think of those things at that time!â
There was a slight stir in the courtroom, and whispering discussions filled the air.
Allen Rivera raised his voice slightly and asked, âSo, under that circumstance, even if you accidentally strangled Delilah White to death at that time, you wouldnât notice anyway, would you, Mr. Graves?â
Gerald Gravesâ face turned slightly pale.
âObjection!â Marcel Jefferson couldnât bear it, âI object to the plaintiffâs leading questioning of my client!â
Allen Rivera calmly turned to face the judge, and said, âOn the day of the incident, both Gerald Graves and the victim, Delilah White, had been drinking. Under the influence of alcohol, itâs highly likely that their actions were excessive, leading to Delilahâs death. Our side still holds the same view as the first instance and believes that Gerald Graves caused death by negligence.â âBullshit!â Gerald Graves on the defendantâs seat got angry, stood up abruptly, and shouted, âAre you kidding me? She was soaking me wet with pleasure. How could she have died? I donât have a fetish for necrophilia!â
The bailiff pushed Gerald Graves back to his seat, and the court hearing became chaotic, with the jury members all showing disgusted expressions.
Gerald Gravesâ words alienated everyone, and their impression of him became extremely low!
Marcel Jefferson wanted to dig a hole and bury himself!
Why did he have to defend such scum? It was so heartbreaking!
âOrder!â The judge continuously knocked the gavel, âOrder, order!â
After several knocks of the gavel, the scene finally calmed down. However, the reproachful gazes of the jury members followed Marcel Jefferson, making him feel enormous pressure!
âDonât panic.â Purple Summers whispered a reminder to Marcel Jefferson.
Marcel Jefferson wiped the sweat off his forehead and nodded slightly: âYeah, we still have the appraisal report on our side, we can definitely overturn the caseâ¦why hasnât Larissa Hamilton returned yet?â
Purple Summers was also worried that something might have gone wrong on Larissa Hamiltonâs side and thought about it before saying to him, âYou go ahead and question the client. Iâll go out and have a look.â
âAlright.â Marcel Jefferson tried his best to calm down, âYou go, itâs okay if you come late. Iâll apply for a forensic appraisal to the judge and postpone the reconsideration.â
Purple Summers nodded, and as she got up to leave, she saw Jade Carlson on the prosecutorâs seat across from her, leisurely playing with her hair beside her temple, a cold sneer curling at the corner of her mouthâ¦