Fortunate to Have You This Lifetime - Chapter 1036

Chapter 1036: Chapter 1036 Fake Evidence_1 Chapter 1036: Chapter 1036 Fake Evidence_1 With the money in hand, the store owner felt at ease.

She walked into the courtroom with Purple Summers, taking a seat in the gallery to wait for her summons to testify.

Once the court hearing began, the prosecutor first called the eyewitness, the maid from the Russell Family.

The prosecutor said, “Please tell everyone what you saw at the time of the incident.”

“I saw Ms. Violet Nelson push young master Lysander Russell off from the window on the third floor,” the maid said. “The floors in the Russell family’s house are very high apart, with just the first-floor banquet hall being as tall as an average three-story building, so although the young master was on the third floor, he was effectively at the height of five stories. He fell down and hit his neck on the concrete edge of the flower bed below and broke his neck on impact…”

“Did Ms. Nelson explain anything afterward?” the prosecutor asked.

The maid shook her head: “Ms. Nelson ran away and didn’t offer any explanation.”

“Why do you think she ran?”

The maid hesitated before responding, “Maybe she was scared… or perhaps, she didn’t know how to face it.”

The prosecutor nodded and looked toward the judge, “Your Honor, I have finished my questioning.”

It was Purple Summers’s turn for cross-examination.

She appeared no different from usual, with calm eyes and a focused expression.

“Could you tell us what you were doing at the time of the incident?” Purple Summers asked.

The maid answered, “I was cleaning in the backyard; the temperature has dropped recently, and there are many fallen leaves in the garden.”

Purple Summers continued along this line of questioning: “Cleaning usually means you’d be looking downward, so how, looking downward, did you see what was happening upstairs?”

The maid explained, “I heard Ms. Nelson’s scream…”

“You heard a scream, looked up, and saw my client push Lysander Russell down?” Purple Summers tilted her head, asking with puzzlement, “Screaming while pushing someone?”

“The young master had already fallen down by then,” said the maid.

Purple Summers nodded: “So you didn’t actually see my client push him down; you only saw Lysander Russell falling, and my client standing by the window. Am I right?”

“No, it’s not like that–she did push the young master down!” the maid said anxiously, gesturing with her hands, “At that time, Ms. Nelson’s arms were outstretched like this, just as if she hadn’t had time to withdraw them after pushing.”

“But this gesture is also consistent with attempting to save someone,” Purple Summers said indifferently. “At the moment Lysander Russell fell, my client tried to grab and save him, but instead grabbed at nothing and watched helplessly as he fell. My client was greatly shocked, hence the scream. That’s what really happened, isn’t it?”

“No! It was really her who pushed the young master!” the maid explained desperately, “Maybe I remembered wrong, the scream might have occurred after I saw it, everything happened so fast, I just looked up and saw the young master being pushed out of the window by her! What I’ve said is all true!”

“You said you remembered wrong…” Purple Summers mused over these words, “Why don’t you think you saw it wrong? How far were you from that building at the time of the incident?”

The questioned maid felt wronged and replied with a bitten lip, “About… more than eighty meters.”

Purple Summers said, “That distance should be too far to clearly see a person’s facial features, right?”

“It was Ms. Nelson, wearing Ms. Nelson’s clothes, and Ms. Nelson’s hat–it had to be her!”

Purple Summers nodded lightly: “So you didn’t actually see the person; you just saw the clothing and hat. Your Honor, I’ve finished with my questions and request to call my witness.”

Purple Summers had already shaken the credibility of the eyewitness’s testimony; now, as long as the alibi was established, Violet Nelson would inevitably be cleared of suspicion.

The small store owner took the witness stand.

Holding a photo of Violet Nelson, Purple Summers asked her, “On the evening of October 17th, did you see this woman?”

The store owner shook her head: “I don’t remember.”

Purple Summers was stunned.

Then, the store owner added, “I know I should say I saw her since you gave me 2,700 dollars, but committing perjury is against the law, so I really can’t agree to your request.”