Chapter 282

As the gavel came down with the finality of the judge's pronouncement, Ejay's carefully crafted facade momentarily fractured. For a fleeting moment, the steely resolve he projected cracked, revealing a glimpse into the maelstrom of emotions swirling within him.

A fissure appeared in the mask of indifference he had meticulously upheld, allowing a sliver of raw emotion to seep through. Behind the facade of stoicism, a turmoil brewed—an amalgamation of regret, despair, and a profound sense of the irreversible consequences he now faced.

Ejay's hardened exterior wavered imperceptibly, a flicker of vulnerability surfacing amid the courtroom's tense atmosphere. His eyes, once veiled by an impenetrable facade, betrayed a fleeting glimpse of the turmoil that churned beneath the surface—a silent testament to the weight of the verdict and the heavy toll it exacted on him.

In that brief moment, the cracks in Ejay's facade offered a glimpse into the storm raging within—a poignan