A pregnant woman was bru:.tally kicked in the stomach by her millionaire husband’s mistress inside a crowded courtroom. As he laughed and blamed her fall, he failed to realize the silent judge watching was the one person he should never have crossed.
I looked up. The breath was knocked out of me so violently I nearly stumbled. Silver hair, swept back with severe precision. Eyes the color of slate, cold and unyielding, that missed absolutely nothing. Judge Nathaniel Crowe. My father… I hadn’t spoken to my father in seven years. The last time I saw him, I…
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