Half-Hearted: Mr. Sinclair, Stop the Act!-Chapter 210: The Verdict

The judge spoke, "The defendant may present their objections."

Vivian Nash took a deep breath, regretting not having hired a lawyer.

She never imagined Sienna Monroe would be so shameless as to demand mental compensation!

Under the gaze of the judge, the clerk, Sienna Monroe, and Sebastian Prescott, she was extremely tense and hurried, barely having time to consider her words.

So what she said came out jumbled and even incoherent.

Utterly unconvincing.

Sienna Monroe only frowned slightly but remained silent.

Instead, Sebastian Prescott, as her attorney, found it necessary to refute Vivian Nash’s conceptual manipulations.

In comparison, his every word and sentence was more logical, well-founded, and more compelling.

The judge expressionlessly looked at Vivian Nash again, "Does the defendant have any objections to the evidence presented by the plaintiff’s attorney?"

All the color had drained from Vivian Nash’s face.

Sebastian Prescott even revealed that she was Sienna Monroe’s best friend and often used Caleb Sinclair’s excuses of overtime and business trips to meet at The Crestview Hotel Room 1408.

At that moment, she felt as though she were standing naked in front of everyone.

Subjected to their accusations and scorn, mockery, and defamation.

For a long moment, she finally squeezed a word from her constricted throat, "I..."

While speaking, she was thinking about how much money she had left after returning the items.

The judge urged again, "Defendant, do you have any further objections?"

Vivian Nash snapped back to reality, unwillingly shook her head, "I... have no objections!"

The judge knocked the gavel, "Recess for fifteen minutes! Judgment will be pronounced after fifteen minutes!"

After speaking, he left the mediation room with the clerk.

The mediation room suddenly became quiet.

Sienna Monroe looked slightly perplexed and turned to Sebastian Prescott.

Sebastian Prescott reassured her softly, "No worries. The reason for the recess is that the judge and they need to renegotiate the compensation matter."

Sienna Monroe finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Vivian Nash watched them whispering, tightly pursing her lips as her gaze gradually flickered.

After they finished speaking, she suppressed her restless thoughts and gently called out, "Sienna..."

Sienna Monroe heard and saw her demeanor, sneered coldly, didn’t bother to pay her any mind, and asked Sebastian Prescott beside her, "Where is the restroom?"

Sebastian Prescott pointed out a direction, "At the end of the hallway to the right."

Sienna Monroe said, "Thanks," stood up, and walked away.

Vivian Nash watched her back, silently biting her lip in annoyance, then secretly glanced at Sebastian Prescott, who was reviewing documents.

She tentatively spoke, "Lawyer Prescott..."

Sebastian Prescott heard, raised his head, and his cold, indifferent gaze fell on her face.

Seemingly with a hint of sharpness.

Indicating her to speak.

Vivian Nash saw it, her heart inexplicably trembled, and the words at the tip of her tongue swallowed back down.

"N-nothing at all."

She awkwardly tugged at the corner of her lips, quickly stood up, intending to go to the restroom and wait for Sienna Monroe to come out.

After waiting a few minutes, Sienna Monroe came out, and she immediately went up to her, "Sienna..."

But Sienna Monroe ignored her completely, did not want to waste even a word, walked right past her.

Vivian Nash’s body stiffened, clenched her fists in frustration, and bit her lip, thinking of her previous plans, still followed her.

"Sienna, I know you hate me, despise me..."

"If you know that, then keep away from me. Once this case is over, let’s stay out of each other’s way."

Sienna Monroe coldly interrupted her, showing slight impatience.

After speaking, she didn’t give Vivian Nash a chance to speak again, turned back to the mediation room.

Vivian Nash stood there stunned.

Feeling entirely humiliated by her.

Her breath became rapid, her heart weighted down heavily, causing immense pain.

Recess ended, and the judge knocked the gavel again, "Regarding the unjust enrichment case between Sienna Monroe and Vivian Nash, the judgment is as follows:

During the marriage of Caleb Sinclair and Sienna Monroe, all houses, cars, jewelry, and bags given to Vivian Nash from their marital assets shall be returned to the plaintiff, Sienna Monroe.

Moreover, the defendant, Vivian Nash, intervened in Sienna Monroe’s marriage, causing mental and psychological harm, and shall compensate the plaintiff, Sienna Monroe, in the amount of 163,000 yuan."

After reading the verdict, the judge knocked the gavel again, "If dissatisfied with the judgment, you may appeal within fifteen days from the day the judgment is delivered.

Within three days, a written document will be sent to the parties involved."

The two-hour mediation court concluded.

Sienna Monroe had already planned.

The items to be reclaimed from Vivian Nash, she didn’t intend to keep; even at a loss, she planned to sell them second-hand.

These pieces of evidence she had already carefully calculated long ago.

In over a year, all the items Caleb Sinclair gave to Vivian Nash were valued at nearly 40 million yuan.

These were just the evidence she found; the ones she hadn’t found could be considered Vivian Nash’s gain.

How lavish it was.

Thinking back, June Ewing had once borrowed a mere three million from her for beauty salon renovations.

Trapped in it back then, she didn’t realize, but looking back now, it seemed so easy.

June Ewing only intended to find her scapegoat from the start.

Her heart felt a wave of desolation.