Chapter 1485

"I... 1 didn't. I didn't poison her!" Sophia was essentially being put on the spot.

Silas disregarded her denial. He continued in a deep, cold voice, "At that time, you panicked. You

fled from the crime scene. But you forgot to take this medicine bottle with you.

"That year, the victim's death was determined to be a suicide. This made you let your guard down.

You never went back to the scene to double-check.

"The Beckett family figured that it was bad luck that someone had died in that room. So, they ended

up locking the room up. Unexpectedly, this unintentional decision has helped the police preserve

the crime scene to this day.

"This medicine bottle used to contain the victim's depression medication. It was placed by her

bedside. Its contents were swapped out. But there was some drug residue in the bottle.

"We lifted samples for testing and found that it wasn't fentanyl. It was cyanide.”

Cyanide?

That was the most poisonous of all poisons! Coming into contact with it would be sufficient to

cause death, let alone ingesting it.

The room was in an uproar.

Sophia was vicious indeed!

Sophia's thoughts were scrambled. As a murderer, she was now able to understand how it felt to be

wrongly accused. She was hysterical. She tried to explain herself.

"I didn't! I didn't use that to poison Anne! You're making false accusations!”

"I'm falsely accusing you? Your fingerprints were on the medicine bottle. If I have made false

accusations, please explain why that was so?"

Silas had a piercing look in his eyes. He continued to put pressure on her. "Let me recount the

sequence of events in this crime. First, you entered Anne Bartley's room. Then, you came up with an

excuse to get her to take her medication. This caused her to die from poisoning.

"As for you, you were afraid that your crime would be exposed. Hence, you threw Ms. Bartley from

her balcony. You staged the scene as though she had committed suicide by leaping off the

building!"

Sophia shook her head vigorously. She was at her breaking point. "No, it wasn't like that!"

Silas quirked his brows. He slammed the table and rose to his feet. "Let me remind you, Ms.

Kirkman, that Ms. Bartley is now buried at East Side Lyon Cemetery. We can exhume her body for an

autopsy with the agreement of her family members.

"With the advancements in technology, even with only her skeletal remains remaining, we can

conduct tests to ascertain whether her demise resulted from a fall or poisoning.”

"No! That's not true! I didn't poison her!"

Sophia grabbed onto the metal railings. Her eyes were bloodshot. Like a mad woman, she shook the

railings.

"She was the one who wanted to hit me. So, I fought back! I ended up pushing her down by

accident! I didn't poison her!"

The cat was finally let out of the bag.

It was true that she was falsely accused. Pressuring her was also part of the strategy.

She wouldn't have admitted to something she never did if she was truly innocent and free of guilt. It

wouldn't have mattered how others accused or slandered her.

Sophia suddenly realized what had happened. She covered her mouth with her hands. She froze in

shock.

Nonetheless, it was all too late.

Everyone had heard every single word that she had just uttered.

The entire courtroom fell into a silence so profound that even a pin drop would have been audible.

Everyone was staring at Sophia. Their eyes were filled with shock and rage. It was as if they were

about to bore a hole right through her.

Javier's complexion had paled, and his hands trembled as he tightly clenched his fists on his knees.

It seemed as though every vessel in his body had frozen, rendering him immobile.

A wave of sorrow surged from within. The pain spread through every nerve of his body and to his

limbs

Suddenly, he was reminded of the day at the cemetery when he had argued with Jasper. What

Jasper had said haunted him throughout that entire night.

Jasper had said, "My mother is not a weakling who would seek to be liberated through death! She

died because of Sophia..."