Chapter 114 A Complete Victory
"Helena paused, waved at Joyce, and lowered her voice. ""If he announces I'm his fiancée, I'll tell the judge it was just a spat. Otherwise, I'll ruin his reputation.""
She smiled smugly and lit a cigarette.
Joyce looked at her, voice steady. ""You'll be disappointed. As long as I'm here, no one can hurt him.""
Helena blew a smoke ring and sneered. ""The police have evidence. I was assaulted, and they found Sebastian's bodily fluids. How do you plan to win?""
Joyce stirred her coffee slowly. ""Since you two were close, what's unique about Sebastian's body?""
Helena smirked. ""He has a red mole on his left chest, a scar on his right arm, and a blue birthmark on his butt. And his abs are unforgettable. Am I right, Mrs. Blackwood?""
Joyce's expression didn't change. ""Don't you think the wolf head tattoo on his lower abdomen is more striking?""
Helena's eyes flickered with panic but she quickly recovered. ""The light was dim, and I was being forced. I didn't notice everything.""
Joyce chuckled. ""Yes, you were forced. Funny, I slept with Sebastian for three years and never noticed a blue birthmark. You observed quite a lot under those circumstances.""
Helena looked flustered. She sneered. ""Winters Group's stock dropped billions in one day. What if it keeps falling? Sebastian has two choices: deny the charges and watch his family fall, or agree to my demands and get engaged. You love him too much to see him fall.""
She picked up her bag and left, swaying her hips.
Joyce sat quietly, replaying Helena's words.
Dominic approached. ""Ms. Blackwood, what did she say?""
Joyce's cold eyes lifted. ""Dominic, you've been with Sebastian for five years. Does he have a birthmark on his butt?""
Dominic shook his head. ""I've never seen it. Even when we swam, we wore trunks.""
Joyce was puzzled. She was sure nothing happened between Helena and Sebastian. But how did Helena know such details?
Only someone very close would know about the birthmark.
A cold glint flashed in Joyce's eyes.
A week later, Sebastian's case went to trial.
Joyce stood at the lawyer's bench, eyes fixed on Sebastian as he was brought in wearing prison clothes.
Sebastian's once delicate face now showed calm and composure.
Their eyes met, filled with unspoken emotions.
Joyce's cold fingertips curled slightly, and she gave Sebastian a faint nod.
The trial began, and the opposing lawyer laid out all the evidence against Sebastian. To outsiders, it seemed airtight.
Just when hope seemed lost, Joyce started her defense. She was like a lioness awakened. Her clear, confident voice echoed in the courtroom.
Joyce questioned Helena again about Sebastian's distinctive features. Helena, falling for the trap, mentioned the wolf head tattoo on his lower abdomen.
But there was no tattoo.
Joyce also presented a doctor's note proving Sebastian had sexual dysfunction when drunk.
Helena was enraged. She hadn't expected Joyce to find the container with Sebastian's bodily fluids, stolen from a hospital sperm bank.
Helena was guilty of false accusation and theft.
Joyce grew more assertive, using evidence to dismantle the opposing lawyer's case. Her calm expression, sharp gaze, and steady tone made every word piercing.
Sebastian watched Joyce defend him, seeing her as a lawyer for the first time. Her sharp thinking, strong reasoning, and powerful aura left him in awe.
He finally understood Harold's words: Joyce would become the queen of the legal world.
This was the real Joyce. She had set aside her greatest talent to be his secretary for three years. How much did she like him to make such a choice?
Sebastian felt a sting in his eyes and a pang in his heart.
When the judge read the closing statement, Sebastian's gaze stayed on Joyce. He saw the confidence on her now thinner face.
He wanted to rush over and hold her.
Sebastian was acquitted and released in court.
Joyce stood at the lawyer's bench, tears in her eyes. She watched Sebastian walk towards her.
Before she could react, he enveloped her in a tight embrace.
Sebastian's voice was hoarse, trembling with emotion. ""Joyce, Joyce.""
He whispered her name over and over, each time his heart aching more.
He wanted to thank her for saving him and ask if she had suffered.
But all he could do was call her name.
He missed her so much he couldn't sleep. He just wanted to hold her and never let go.
Joyce was about to push him away when she heard Sebastian's broken voice. ""Joyce, please don't shut me out, okay?"""
