Chapter 304
Chapter 304:
Vince had reassured her that Maia would lose — he’d bragged about the expert he’d hired. But now, it seemed that the so-called “expert” was nothing but a failure.
In an instant, she thought of Mariana. The Ward family could never compete with the power and influence of the mighty Cooper family. Perhaps it was time to reconsider her alliances.
After the trial, Maia and Roland stepped out of the courthouse, immediately swarmed by a sea of reporters.
Flashes from cameras stung their eyes, and microphones jostled for position in front of them.
Maia felt the familiar throb of a headache creeping in. This scene — both comforting and maddening — had become her reality.
Such were the burdens of public life.
Yet, Roland extended an arm with quiet chivalry, shielding Maia from the throng of reporters.
His gaze was cold, calculating, as he surveyed the crowd of journalists, his voice cutting through the noise. “Apologies, but we do not accept interviews p>
One reporter, unwilling to be outdone, shoved a microphone forward, pressing for an answer. “Mr. Cullen, what made you take on this case? Ms. Watson, did you contact Mr. Cullen beforehand p>
Roland’s expression remained as frosty as ever, and his words carried an unspoken weight. “Sorry, we have nothing to disclose p>
Just then, Rosanna emerged from the courthouse, her eyes immediately locking onto Maia, who was now the center of media attention.
A mixture of disbelief and anger churned in Rosanna’s stomach. Why was this woman always so fortunate? Maia’s lawyer had faced a mishap, yet a celebrated legal expert had come to her aid, stepping in like a knight in shining armor.
Rosanna glared at Maia with such intensity it could have burned holes in stone, silently wishing for some form of disaster — perhaps a runaway truck — to rid the world of Maia’s presence.
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Sensing the malice directed at her, Maia slowly turned around, meeting Rosanna’s venomous glare.
Before anyone could react, Maia stepped toward Rosanna, Roland following in her wake. A reporter, quick to react, cleared the way.
Seeing Maia approach, Rosanna instinctively attempted to retreat, but it was too late. Maia blocked her path, her voice cool yet cutting. “It was you, wasn’t it p>
The camera flashes erupted in rapid succession behind Maia, and reporters’ microphones extended toward Rosanna like an encircling trap, effectively turning the moment into an impromptu interrogation.
Rosanna’s heart skipped a beat. Embarrassed time and again in front of the public, she felt a familiar anxiety creeping up her spine. Her face betrayed her as she stammered, “What are you talking about p>
Maia’s eyes narrowed, her voice icy as she spoke with quiet precision. “To get me to drop the lawsuit, you orchestrated a car accident to keep my lawyer from reaching the scene. Rosanna, you have a truly malicious heart p>
The reporters fell into stunned silence, their eyes wide with disbelief. Countless cameras focused their lenses on Rosanna. The atmosphere shifted, becoming charged with tension.
Cornered by the probing gaze of the media, Rosanna panicked, her defenses crumbling. “What nonsense are you spouting? How… How could it be me? Maia, don’t slander me p>
Before Maia could respond, Roland stepped forward, his eyes locking onto Rosanna with an intensity that seemed to freeze the air. His tone was like ice cutting through the heat of the moment. “It’s fine if you deny it, but this involves a p>
Roland, the lawyer from Zenith Legal, stepped forward. “We will investigate this thoroughly. If we find anyone pulling strings behind the scenes, I will ensure they face the harshest penalties p>