Blurb：
Scarlett Reed faces her husband Damien Westwood in a shocking live-streamed courtroom battle. With her half-sister Sophia Reed openly supporting the plaintiff, Scarlett fights false accusations of abandoning her beloved grandmother. As the memory extraction device reveals painful truths about family betrayal and hidden motives, the trial takes unexpected turns. Watch as Scarlett confronts Damien’s manipulation and Sophia’s schemes while fighting to reclaim her life and honor. This emotional legal thriller explores themes of justice, family loyalty, and redemption through advanced courtroom technology and dramatic revelations.
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I was sued by my husband.
The court would be live-streamed. He was convinced I wouldn’t dare to show up.
But to their shock, I appeared in the defendant’s seat.
Everyone thought I was there to accept punishment.
But they didn’t know — I was there to take back everything!
Before the trial began, the judge solemnly asked,
“Plaintiff and defendant, are you aware that if the plaintiff loses, all property will be awarded to the defendant, and the plaintiff will be sentenced…”
The judge’s words were cut off before he could finish.
“If the defendant loses, she will be sentenced to life imprisonment without parole.” My husband, Damien Westwood, smirked, glaring at me.
Sitting beside him, openly clinging to his arm as if she were his wife, was my half-sister, Sophia Reed.
The trial officially started.
Damien’s first charge against me was abandoning my grandma.
The projector displayed specific accusations on the large screen.
At the same time, another screen showed real-time comments from thousands of online viewers.
“Isn’t that Scarlett Reed? Oh my god, she’s being sued???”
“I was a die-hard fan of her and Damien’s relationship back in the day!”
“Who knew someone so innocent-looking could be so vicious.”
Watching the comments flash by, Sophia smiled triumphantly, tightening her grip on Damien’s arm.
I silently clenched my fists.
The accusations against me played out on the screen.
The person shown, with white hair and aged appearance, was my grandfather.
He looked into the camera, tears rolling down, voice old and sorrowful.
“Scarlett, she was the one who loved you most — your own grandmother!”
“How could you abandon her in the remote suburbs and leave her to die?”
“Have you no heart?”
The jury gasped in shock.
Damien’s face was full of pain. Sophia gently stroked his arm, comforting him softly.
When no one was looking, she lifted the corner of her mouth and smugly twirled the diamond the size of a pigeon egg on her finger.
I let out a cold laugh.
“She’s actually laughing? What a heartless snake.”
“Someone like her deserves to die!”
“Life imprisonment is too light — she should get the death penalty!”
As netizens angrily spammed the comments, court officers brought over a device and connected it to my body.
It was the most advanced equipment, capable of extracting a person’s memories while also functioning as a lie detector.
But it was said that the pain was so unbearable that most chose to plead guilty.
Sophia and Damien didn’t know about the memory extraction request.
Sophia’s face visibly paled, while Damien stared at me with pure hatred.
“Let’s see what tricks you’re trying to pull.”
The extraction began. Excruciating pain shot through me, as if someone were slowly cutting open my brain.
The extracted memories were displayed on the large screen.
During the three years when Mom was divorcing Dad, we lived at my grandparents’ house.
My grandfather, who favored boys over girls, didn’t like my mom, and he didn’t like me either.
But Grandma loved me deeply.
She made the most delicious food from the simplest ingredients.
She was strong and healthy, taking me hiking in summers.
She often stroked my head and gently said I was her treasure.
Yet every piece of meat Grandma gave me came with Grandpa’s scolding and yelling.
Leaning on Grandma’s knees, rubbing her rough, calloused hands, I vowed,
“Grandma, I will make sure you live a good life someday.”
Grandma smiled lovingly back.
The memories flashed through these beautiful moments.
I, who had been calm until now, couldn’t control my emotions upon seeing Grandma’s face again. Tears streamed down my cheeks.
Even Damien seemed moved, his eyes glistening with tears.
Grandma had been good to him too, loving him for my sake.
Only Sophia looked displeased.
“How could she do that to such a loving grandmother? What an ungrateful wretch!”
“I’ve never seen such a heartless granddaughter.”
The comments were filled with outrage.
I coldly watched these remarks.
When I was sixteen, Dad came to find Mom.
He arrived in a luxury car, dressed sharply, holding the hand of a little girl dressed like a princess.
Meanwhile, I was covered in dust, wearing my mom’s old clothes, which Grandma had skillfully altered, looking ridiculous compared to them.
That girl was Sophia.
Dad and Mom argued, while Grandpa kept flattering Dad and demanding Mom to yield.
“It’s common for rich men like you to keep other women!”
“If you are my daughter, go back with him!”
Mom seemed numb. I hid by the door and saw her cold expression.
Dad earnestly claimed he had cut ties with that woman, Sophia’s mother.
Eventually, Mom went back with Dad.
Sitting in the luxurious car, I pressed against the window and saw Grandma wiping tears at the gate.
She stood there until the car turned a corner and disappeared.
Life in the mansion was far less happy than in Grandma’s small yard.
But I endured it all these years.
After marrying Damien, I moved into a newlywed villa and brought Grandma with me.
By then, Grandma’s health had declined.
But it was okay — I had money now to get her the best treatment.
What I didn’t expect was that Sophia would somehow convince Damien to let her move in with us.
“She’s your sister after all. She just returned to the country and isn’t used to anything.”
“Your dad is busy, and your mom doesn’t like her — you’re the only family she has.”
Those were Damien’s exact words.
Though angry, I chose to compromise.
I prepared everything for Sophia — the best quilts, carpets, desks, and decorations.
But she looked down on all of it.
She wandered around the villa, stopped outside mine and Damien’s room, and said with a smile, “I think this room is the best.”
I was stunned.
The room still had our wedding photo hanging on — she knew exactly what it was.
Grandma suddenly appeared. Pointing at Sophia, she angrily said,
“Get out of here! This is Scarlett’s home!”
Sophia was startled, pressing her hand to her chest, frowning at Grandma with displeasure.
“Who are you, a servant, to speak here?”
Grandma wasn’t stirred by the misunderstanding. She stepped forward and forcefully pushed Sophia out of the room.
“Get out!”
I held Grandma’s arm, looked at Sophia, and said,
“She’s not a servant. She’s my grandmother.”
Just then, Damien returned. Confused, he stood at the staircase and asked,
“What’s going on?”
Sophia immediately turned and threw herself into Damien’s arms. Her previously annoyed expression turned pitiful and vulnerable.
“Damien, I’m sorry. I mistook Grandma for a servant, and Scarlett got so angry she wants to kick me out…”
Damien frowned, looked at me, and said sternly,
“Scarlett, why must you be so harsh?”
I weakly defended myself, “I didn’t—”
“I’ll have Mrs. Johnson arrange Sophia’s matters. You don’t need to interfere.”
Damien left with Sophia. I slumped onto the bed, tears involuntarily falling.
Grandma held me tightly.
“My Scarlett deserves better. Cry it out. Afterward, Grandma will take you away from here.”
It turned out Grandma had bought a small house in the countryside before marrying Grandpa, intending to use it as a summer retreat.
But after having a daughter, her life became endless darkness, and the little house was left unused.
Grandma and I cried together, vowing to escape.
To live a free life, not depending on anyone or bowing to anyone.
But I never expected Sophia would interfere.
On the afternoon we planned to leave, I returned from work but couldn’t find Grandma anywhere.
After searching for the entire villa and asking all the servants, I learned Sophia had taken Grandma out early that morning.
Anxious, I called Damien repeatedly, but his phone was always busy.
I had no choice but to try calling Sophia.
Unexpectedly, she answered immediately and asked to meet at a café.
At the café, Sophia smiled at me.
“Your grandma wanted to leave, right? I’ve already helped her leave. No need to thank me.”
A bad feeling rose in my heart.
“Where did you take Grandma?”
Sophia said lightly, “The car drove for over an hour. It’s in the middle of nowhere — I don’t even know where.”
I couldn’t believe she had abandoned Grandma in the wilderness!
Overwhelmed with anger, I threw my coffee in Sophia’s face. Ignoring her screams, I rushed out in a panic.
I searched until midnight before finding Grandma.
In the deserted suburb area, inside an abandoned factory, Grandma leaned against the wall, curled up as if she had just fallen asleep.
The freezing winter night was a death sentence for an already ill elderly person.
Grandma was gone.
But what I never expected was that when I returned home, I was met with fury from the whole family.
Dad slapped me across the face, demanding,
“Are you even human? How could you abandon your own grandmother in the wilderness!”
I covered my face, staring at him in confusion.
And Sophia, who killed grandma, widened her innocent eyes, wiping her crocodile tears.
“If you have a problem with me, just take it out on me! Why target an old lady?”
Amid everyone’s accusations, I realized Sophia had pinned everything on me.
I stared directly at Damien, hoarsely asking,
“Damien, do you believe me?”
But I had forgotten — Damien had never once stood by my side.
He frowned and coldly said, “From today on, we’ll sleep in separate rooms.”
The memory ended there. The heart-wrenching pain eased slightly. I was drenched in cold sweat, gasping for air.
The jury gasped again, whispering among themselves, their eyes repeatedly glancing at Sophia.
The comments went wild, spamming the screen.
“I’ve seen shameless people, but never this shameless.”
“What a scheming b**ch! She’s the one who should get death sentence!”
Sophia’s face had turned pale, and she unconsciously loosened her grip on Damien’s arm.
Damien frowned deeply, his expression complicated.
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