CHAPTER 4 — THE VERDICT MONEY COULDN'T BUY
Three months later...
The courthouse overflowed before sunrise.
News crews lined every entrance.
The case had become national headlines.
The Billionaire's Pregnant Wife.
The Hospital Assault.
The Security Footage That Changed Everything.
Inside the courtroom, Isabella looked nothing like the glamorous socialite who had entered the hospital in crimson silk.
She wore a plain gray suit.
No designer jewelry.
No cameras smiling back at her.
Only twelve jurors.
The prosecutor played the footage one final time.
Nobody looked away.
Not when the shove came.
Not when Khloe struck the marble table.
And certainly not...
...when Isabella's heel slammed into her side.
The courtroom fell silent.
The defense attorney stood.
"My client acted emotionally."
The prosecutor answered immediately.
"Emotion doesn't explain planning."
He played the hallway recording.
"If she loses that baby..."
"...Either way, I win."
Those six words ended the defense.
After only four hours of deliberation...
The jury returned.
"Guilty."
Attempted murder.
Aggravated assault.
Assault on a pregnant woman.
Witness tampering.
As the sentence was read, Isabella finally cried.
Real tears this time.
Marcus never looked at her.
He walked directly toward Khloe.
She was holding their newborn son.
Healthy.
Sleeping peacefully against her shoulder.
Marcus kissed both of them.
Then quietly whispered,
"We're finally safe."
Outside the courthouse, reporters shouted questions.
Marcus paused only once.
"What justice did you want today, Mr. Thorne?"
He smiled gently at the tiny boy sleeping in Khloe's arms.
"The kind that lets my son grow up knowing no one is above the truth."
Together, they walked down the courthouse steps.
Not as victims.
But as a family that had survived the one thing money could never buy back—
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THE END
