CHAPTER EIGHTY-THREE
Richard's POV

The courtroom was packed, the air heavy with tension. I could see everyone’s eyes on me, but I kept my gaze fixed forward. My heart pounded in my chest, but I forced myself to remain calm. This was it—the moment that could make or break everything.

Steve’s wife, Margaret, took the stand. Her eyes were red-rimmed, but there was a fire in them, a determination that made me feel a flicker of hope. The judge nodded for her to begin, and the room fell into an uneasy silence.

“Mrs. Steve, please tell the court what happened the night of the fire,” the prosecutor said, his voice gentle but firm.

Margaret took a deep breath. She glanced at me, her eyes full of gratitude, before turning to the judge

“That night, we were at home, as we usually were. We were supposed to be asleep. But Steve had been coming home late for weeks, stressed and paranoid. He told me that Vincent Armitage had been threatening him, and was after him for refusing to approve faulty construction proje
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