Dressed in a sleek black suit, Frederic stood at the entrance, his features set in a rigid, cold mask.
Trailing behind him was Carl, looking every bit the worst for wear.
Frederic's deep eyes swept over Joey for a brief moment before he passed Carl off to the clerk and found a seat among the spectators.
Escorted to the witness stand by the clerk, Carl spoke in a frail tone, "Your Honor; I'm Carl Young from the tech department at Adamson Group. I did delete the video, but it wasn't Joey who told me to. It was Cherry Adamson, the Vice President of Adamson Group. She threatened to sack me if I didn't comply. I was knee-deep in debt, what with a wedding and a house renovation, and I couldn't risk my job. So, I did it. But I wasn't a fool; I saved a copy, thinking I might sell it to Joey. Th
