I gritted my teeth and clench my fists as my eyes threw daggers at Steven my Aunt’s lawyer. I didn’t know what to say, I had no evidence to prove that I was forced, after all the document were littered with my signature and I didn’t know how to prove that.
When Steven saw that I was not responding, he waved his hands in excitement as he turned to the judge, adjusting his neckcloth.
“My lord, there’s someone here who witnessed Miss Hart signing off her company to her aunt. I want to invite the witness to the stand,”.
“Do what you must,” the Judge nodded in approval.
Michael narrowed his eyes as his gaze rested on Steven, his fierce but quiet expression reminded me of a documentary of a lion I had once seen. It seemed like he was quietly waiting for Steven to show all his cards first
