Chapter 113 – Helping My Women's Business
The local courthouse was bustling with activity as we made our way inside. To everyone else, it was just another day filled with mundane legal proceedings. To us, it was a pivotal moment. We were never in court before, which made us a bit nervous.
We followed Robert Jenkins into the courtroom, where the walls were lined with dark wood paneling, and the air smelled faintly of varnish and paper. The judge, a stern-looking woman with short, graying hair, sat behind a raised desk, her expression unreadable yet pale. To her right, the prosecutor, a man in his mid-forties with a sharp suit and sharper eyes, prepared his papers.
The prosecutor, Mr. Liu, was known to be loyal to the Tonada family, at least according to Amar's words. I could see his calculating gaze, assessing the situation. He seemed almost bored, not thinking much of this assignment. The trial didn't interest him at all, just a petty revenge of a smaller family that trades with his client.