Chapter 363

Emmeline kept her breathing steady through sheer force of will, though her heart hammered against her ribs like a trapped bird.

The half-truth in Zavian’s answer made her stomach twist with anxiety. She fixed her gaze on the grain of the wooden table before her, tracing the whorls with her eyes to avoid looking at either Zavian, Yuna or Richard.

Yuna’s nails tapped a steady rhythm on the legal pad she held. Her gaze slid from Zavian to Emmeline, then to Brody, calculation evident in the slight narrowing of her eyes.

“Did you arrange her legal representation?” Her tone suggested there was something inherently improper about such assistance.

She gestured toward Brody without looking at him, her focus remaining fixed on Zavian.

“I did!” Zavian acknowledged coolly.

The temperature in the courtroom seemed to drop several degrees as he continued in a tone glacial. “When I saw a young woman in desperate need of competent legal counsel, I made a few calls