Chapter 369: Power Frame
The one that impressed Jack most about her was the female MI6 (British Military Intelligence Six) agent she played in "007-Die Another Day". If you think about it carefully, it seems that This sister also played a villain back then.
And the Marla Grayson who is sitting in the dock at the moment, not to mention whether she is good-looking or not, just by looking at her hairstyle, you can tell that she is not a good person. .
A head of sharp blond hair ended abruptly at her chin, and the lower edge was both vertical and stiff, as if it were the work of a guillotine.
Usually wearing this hairstyle is called "PowerBitch" in European and American culture, which literally means a strong woman, but Jack prefers the literal translation, "power bitch".
Jack, Wesley and reporter Angel Dupree arrived just in time. A divorced couple's custody dispute case had just concluded. When they quietly sat in the last row of the gallery, Marla Grayson also happened to be in the defendant's seat. Sit down.
Before sitting down, she glanced around proudly, as if she was sitting not in the dock but on the Queen's throne.
The person sitting on the plaintiff's table was a fat middle-aged man. He looked angry when he saw Marla Grayson. After the judge allowed him to speak, he stood up and took a deep breath. , tried hard to calm down his emotions, and then began to speak.
“Suzanne Mullins, she is my mother, I should have the right to visit her at any time, she does not need to be in a nursing home, she does not need a court-appointed guardian.
She has a good son to take care of her. I completely don’t understand how the court can entrust my mother to an outsider.”
"And this woman, I'm sorry, is Miss Grayson." The fat middle-aged man paused, gritted his teeth and changed the title to an honorific, but his eyes as he looked at the dock were full of disgust.
“After my mother clearly expressed her wish to refuse, she still forced her to be sent to a nursing home.
And now, Ms. Grayson has auctioned off my mother’s house and car And personal belongings, and even in the process, she discarded everything she considered unimportant, including some of my father’s relics, which my mother had kept for 20 years.”
“Then. She used the proceeds for her own expenses!" The middle-aged fat man became more and more excited as he spoke, and droplets were faintly sprayed from his mouth.
Wesley quietly nudged Jack with his elbow and whispered, "Watch the expressions of the judge and the defendant."
In fact, he didn't need to remind him. Jack was now half an expert in micro-expressions and had already seen everything in front of him.
The judge is a fat black man. Although his face is expressionless, the action of holding up his cheek with two fingers fully illustrates how impatient he is at the moment.
Although Marla Grayson in the dock had her back to the three people, when she occasionally turned her head to look at the plaintiff, her contemptuous eyes said everything.
The fat middle-aged man was still describing excitedly, "And now, Miss Grayson has completely banned me from visiting my mother. This is simply unbelievable. She kidnapped my mother."
" Sir, please pay attention to your words and please stay calm." The judge raised his hand to stop the plaintiff's next words.
"Myra Grayson is a respected professional guardian and was personally appointed by this court and myself in view of your mother's inability to care for herself.
Out of the utmost concern for your protection From the perspective of the mother's interests."
The judge's words were interrupted by the middle-aged fat man, who questioned his soul, "Is prohibiting the biological son's visit to protect my mother's interests to the greatest extent? She doesn't do it at all? "Care about my mother!"
"Oh, damn, he lost his last chance of winning." Looking at the flash of anger on the judge's face, Wesley muttered in a low voice. Dupree nodded in agreement.
"I'm sorry, your honor, can I speak?" Marla Grayson raised her right hand.
The black judge nodded, "Please speak, Miss Grayson."
Myra Grayson stood up gracefully and turned to face the fat middle-aged man.
"Mr. Feldstrom, I sympathize with you." She said sympathy, but there was a trace of imperceptible sarcasm at the corner of her mouth.
"But the court will not entrust this responsibility to me for no reason. Your mother can no longer take care of herself."
"This is not true!" The middle-aged fat man tried to argue, but Under the judge's stern gaze, he could only keep his mouth shut.
Marla Grayson glanced at him, then turned to face the judge and continued her statement.
“The doctor has diagnosed her with Alzheimer’s disease, Mr. Feldstrom, and provided a legally binding testimony recommending immediate measures to protect her personal safety. You had enough time to send her to a nursing home with adequate medical equipment or bring her back to your home, but you did nothing."
"She didn't want to leave her home. Okay? She begged me not to take her away from the place where she had lived for 50 years. She said she would die."
Before the middle-aged fat man finished speaking, he was interrupted by Marla Grayson .
"You can't take care of her according to her wishes, you have to take care of her according to her needs, and that's why I'm a better fit than her family because I don't get involved personally."
Jack in the gallery could not sit still. He understood why the court did not allow guns to be carried.
And Mara Grayson in the dock is still speaking plausibly.
“I will only do what is truly right for your mother, so yes, I admit that I manage your mother’s estate because someone has to take care of it and she is no longer equipped to handle it
And I had to pay for her medical expenses, so I admitted that, under my supervision, a portion of her financial assets were sold, and finally, I admitted again that I also collected the necessary fees. The fee serves as my salary.
Because this is my job, this is my career, Mr. Feldstrom. ”
“I think she can run for president! "Black reporter Dupree couldn't help hiding his face.
Marla Grayson continued to talk, as if she was making closing arguments, and the judge on the stage also nodded frequently in cooperation, as if A dedicated actor
“That’s what I’ve been doing! I do this work every day, every hour, watching over those who need protection, protecting them from neglect and protecting their self-esteem.
And always vigilant to protect them from their own children. ”
"Hey! What are you talking about!" The middle-aged fat man was furious.
"Silence! Silence!" The judge knocked the gavel repeatedly.
"Sir, if you behave like this again, I will have no choice but to ask the court guards to send you to the detention room."
Marla Grayson squinted at the other party, "Fei Mr. Destrom, we have dealt with each other so many times that I think we both know each other. I know the other party very well.
Your honor, some children would rather let their parents suffer from lack of food and clothing and suffer from illness than to see the money they have regarded as their inheritance being used to pay. Necessary care expenses”
Jack was a little stunned. He couldn't see the woman's expression at this time, but he could hear the pretentious sobs and see the judge's eyes that were also full of tears.
"I pity you, Mr. Feldstrom, I do, but your visits to your mother make her sad."
"I can't, I think I'm going to throw up. "
Jack stood up and left the courtroom quickly. Wesley and reporter Dupree stayed for a few more minutes, and then Shi Shiran walked out after the judge pronounced the verdict.
As expected, the middle-aged fat man lost the case, the judge upheld the original verdict, and Marla Grayson will continue to control the custody of his mother.
"This is so ridiculous!"
Dupree is the first dark-skinned friend Jack knows who speaks with a bit of a rap accent. Even though he deliberately slowed down his speech, it still made people feel very interesting.
"I took this job, we should give this proud frame a little color."
Jack looked at Wesley, who shrugged, "I want to It is very difficult to win through litigation, but it is not impossible. I need some help, but there may be some small legal risks.”
(End of Chapter)