“Linda, even now, you still won’t drop your arrogance! Just because your dad is the director of the Hospital? Besides that, what else do you have to brag about? You’re a murderer and a manipulator—women like you deserve to rot in the eighteenth level of hell! Just wait, you’ll get what’s coming!”

Clarie crossed her arms and flicked her hair smugly, exuding pride and superiority.

Clarie, maybe you’ve never heard this saying:

The higher you stand, the harder you fall.

The more you gloat, the more humiliating it becomes.

You think a simple video can turn the whole trial around?

Are you stupid, or do you think I’m naive?

“Yes,...