Sharing Beatrice A Luna To Her Stepbrothers by Alexis Dee

Sharing Beatrice A Luna To Her Stepbrothers by Alexis Dee Book 2

Chapter 426-The Public Trial (Igor Havoc)

“This man over here killed that nanny and that innocent child, but fortunately, the kid survived,” I said as I walked

around, addressing my people.

“So the witness is alive,” Melanie had come to the front to discuss the matters.

There were a few older people in our lair who were silently listening to us. They wouldn’t be making much

difference, but because Beatrice had returned, the crown being returned to her was already in discussion.

Without it, I would have been able to make a decision all by myself. But now I had to rely on the people’s words.

“This man has ruined our peace ever since he stepped into our lair. He came here to

deliver our princess to us and expected us to accept him. He needs to realize he cannot use our kindness on us,” I

yelled as I pointed my finger at him.

His eyes were stuck on Beatrice. I wanted to scoop them out for even lying to my gorgeous mate.

I was so annoyed that they were only bobbing their heads and not yelling at us to just end him. These people are

dumb. “What about the boy? We can bring him here,” Melanie, being very annoying, once again broke my attention

to her.

“We would have only if he was not in a coma,” I said, rolling my eyes her way, eyeing her to not interrupt again.

“Oh, then we can bring the girls to give their statements,” Melanie didn’t get the hint and continued intervening in

the trial.

“We will. In fact, they have already said what they saw and who they saw many times. But we will call them here

again,” I muttered under my breath.

“Let me take a stand for myself,” It was then that Akin straightened his back while still in chains and demanded a

fair trial.

I noticed everyone staring at him in silence. He knew he had charm and looks, and he wasn’t afraid of using them.

His calmness brought attention to him.

“If you are going to do this trial, I should be given a chance to defend myself,” he was saying without displaying any

pain from the silver chains. His eyes were still stuck on my mate.

“You are a criminal. You will not be given any—,” I hadn’t even finished when Melanie jumped in.

This lady was getting on my nerves. She was so against the idea of her daughter being with that man that she

didn’t even talk to him the whole time, and all of a sudden, when we are finally this close to getting rid of him, she is

coming to his defense.

“Fine. Let’s see how you can defend yourself against such heinous accusations,” Melanie said with an eye roll. Her

gestures and harsh tone didn’t matter because, by the end, she was giving him a chance to turn the table around.

“Melanie,” I muttered under my breath, grunting.

“Are you sure that’s what you want to do? You are giving this maniac a chance to fool us,” I tried to make a final

attempt to make her realize what she was doing, but it went in vain. Her love for her daughter was now blinding

her.

“I’m sure I’m doing the right thing. If he is really innocent, I wouldn’t want him killed. His family will be waiting for

him,” Melanie had stepped closer to speak to me in murmurs while the audience was anticipating the next phase of

the trial.

“Since when do you care about his family? And the same family who ate your son?” It stinks that I have to remind

her what they did to her son.

“It doesn’t matter. They can be criminals, but I’m not. They can be heartless, but I’m not,” she argued, making me

look into her eyes and realize she was getting angrier with me.

“Fine. Let’s do it then. I’m sure you will regret giving this man a chance,” I said, giving a jerk to my coat to fix it.

“Go ahead say what you have to say in your defense,” I said as I stepped aside and gave a clear view to the

audience to look at him.

“I’m innocent,” he stated loudly. “If you don’t believe me, why don’t you ask the cops if they found any evidence of

me being present on the scene of the crime where the nanny was brutally murdered?” He tried to be clever with

me.

I knew he would ask for evidence and proof.

“Oh, about that—we actually have witnesses who would love to tell us what happened near the river where your

coat was found,” I smirked as I said that.

Everyone began to nod as they recalled the girl’s testimony.

“That’s not what happened that day? I was called over to help one of them, and when I arrived—,” Akin sounded

anxious and irritated when trying to defend himself.

“So you are admitting to being there that day?” I smiled when I caught him.

“But they lied about everything else,” he defensively yelled, and everyone looked disappointed in him.

“Calling out victims, tsk tsk tsk!” I shook my head, reminding him how horrible he sounded when trying to make the

victims look like liars.

“This man over here wants us to call a victim, so let’s do just that,” I then played my last card.

Akin looked confused, probably wondering what I had that made me so confident that he would lose to me.

“Let’s call Talia here, whose boyfriend he killed mercilessly last night,” I turned my whole body to the side where

she was standing and witnessed it all.

The look of shock on Akin’s face made me smile to myself. He really thought he was the hero saving the world.

“What murder? What boyfriend?” Akin gulped, watching Talia join us. Melanie had a look on her face that yelled that

she was putting pieces together.

Now she would realize what she saw last night was more than just an affair between Akin and Talia.