The moment I spoke, the noisy courtroom fell silent, all eyes on me once again.
Mywyer stood up again and disyed several photos on therge screen–the ones I’d found on River’sputer.
Besides the casual photos, thewyer specifically erged those inappropriate bedroom shots of the two of them.
The reporters who had just been sympathizing with River exchanged nces.
“This… there’s no arguing with this, right? These two really do have that kind of rtionship. Look at these photos–absolutely disgusting. These two really went all out.”
“Just said that million was being saved for them, and looking at River’s mom’s expression<b>, </b>she definitely knew about their rtionship. Even if she’s adopted, this is just explosive.”
“What adopted daughter–I’d say she’s more like a child bride. No wonder Ms. Winston insists on divorce<b>.</b>”
Once these photos appeared, everyone turned to look at River and Vivian.
Vivian shrieked.
“They’re fake! These photos are all doctored! River is my brother–how could I possibly do such things with him!”
River’s mother quickly chimed in.
“Exactly, these photos are all fake. Isn’t Maya in electronics? I don’t understand your high–tech stuff<b>, </b>but these photos are definitely fake. How could my son and daughter do such things!” <fndbcb> ???s ??????? ?s ?????? ?? find[?]ovel</fndbcb>
“Maya, I have always treated you like our own daughter all these years. How can you do this to us? You just want a divorce, but now you’ve made things like this–how will my River and Vivian face people in the future?”
River’s mother wailed as she spoke, her grief moving many reporters present.
“What… what’s really going on? Are these photos actually fake?”
“Look how the olddy is crying–could this really be fabricated?”
“I don’t think so. This is a courtroom–who would dare present fake photos as evidence? That’s suicide.”
The judge’s gavel came down hard.
“Order! Order!”
“We have professional personnel to authenticate the photos. Please remain calm.”
I stood up and looked directly at the judge.
“That won’t be necessary. I have a witness<b>!</b>”
“I request that my witness testify!”
The judge nodded.
The next second, a little boy who looked about five years old walked into the courtroom.
The moment <b>he </b>entered, he rushed toward the Reed family.
“Daddy, Mommy<b>, </b>Grandma!”
The instant the child appeared<b>, </b>everyone in the courtroom wentpletely silent–you could hear a pin drop.
River pushed the child away and rushed to exin to me.
“Maya, listen to me. This child isn’t mine–he’s Vivian’s child<b>, </b>nothing to do with me.”
“The child never had a father growing up. He’s so starved for paternal love that he calls me daddy. You have to believe me–how could I have such a big child!”
I couldn’t be bothered responding to him. Mywyer held up a document high in the air.
“Mr. Reed, then how do you exin this paternity test!”