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Chapter 1026 In Court (4) Amnesia Exposure

Chapter 1026 In Court (4) Amnesia Exposure

Barely affected by the prosecution's statement, the defence lawyer requested calmly, "Your honour,

please allow me to call another witness."

"Permission granted."

There came another witness, a man a bit older.

"Who are you?" asked the defence.

"My name is Roosevelt Red, I'm from Jolencami, the attending of Besse." Answered the man.

"Can you identify yourself, please?"

"This is my work ID." The man said as he showed them a card.

The defence lawyer took it for the officials in court, who submitted it over to the jury.

"You are Besse's attending physician and should be very clear about her physical condition." Said the

defendant's attorney. "Can you tell us more?"

"Yes," nodded Roosevelt. "After Besse had an accident and suffered a severe blow to her head, she

remained unconscious for a long time even after being rescued. It wasn't until exactly a year later that

she woke up completely but lost all of her previous memories thereafter. Here are all of Besse's

diagnostic reports during hospitalization as well as all subsequent medical records."

The staff member submitted evidence again to court officials.

"So after Besse had an accident she couldn't remember anything before it happened?" asked the

defence counsel.

"Yes."

"I object!" The plaintiff's attorney became quite agitated. "I seriously doubt whether these diagnostic

reports are authentic or not! I don't agree with this so-called proof provided by Jolencami. Northfield

should have its authoritative proof!"

Minerva was also visibly excited on one side.

It was hard enough getting this far; it was hard enough forcing Besse into this situation. How could

such an inappropriate reason appear halfway through? She still needed to win against Besse to obtain

huge sums of money and establish her reputation. She couldn't accept such unclear reasoning passing

by so easily.

"Don't worry about it," said the defence counsel calmly. "I also have what you want, a hospital

certification of Northfield."

The plaintiff's attorney fell silent immediately.

"Your honour, please allow me another witness."

"Allowed."

Another man walked into the courtroom.

If anyone knew something about the medical community of Northfield, he would recognize him.

Benedict Castillo was a well-known doctor and authority in that area of this country.

As soon as the plaintiff's lawyer saw this man, he felt greatly uneasy-if this man could verify that Besse

did suffer a loss of her memory, everything would fall apart as they fight this.

"What is your name?"

"I am Benedict Castillo, the president of the Capital Hospital and director of the research institution."

His identity provoked a little uproar from the audience.

"Mr Castillo, was my client, Miss Besse, a patient suffering from amnesia of you?"

"Yes. She did come to me for help, and I conducted several tests and diagnosed her with memory loss

caused by blood clots pressing against the nerves inside her head. The accident she had years ago

caused blood clots to form inside her skull, which remained there due to their location being too

dangerous for removal. This affected her nervous system and caused memory loss."

"So, it's true that Besse suffers from amnesia?" asked the defence lawyer.

"The results of our medical assessment are accurate." Replied Benedict.

"All right then, thank you for your time, Mr Castillo."

"Why should we believe it just because you say so?" Minerva couldn't contain herself any longer.

"Just now my lawyer said that Besse's identity is special and she could easily fake it. Why should

finding a doctor from Jolencami or Northfield prove anything? Amnesia only happens in cheesy

romance dramas, it doesn't happen in real life!" she exclaimed angrily.

Everyone present looked down upon Minerva at this point.

If not for Benedict Castillo's words, the audience might have agreed with Minerva since memory loss

was almost unheard-of outside TV dramas and not easily believed by most people as something that

could happen in real life.

But because the person testifying in court was the most authoritative figure in Northfield's medical

community, anyone who knew his identity knew how much weight his words carried. He couldn't

possibly lie on the stand, as it would not only affect his reputation but also that of the entire country's

medical authority. To put it bluntly, Benedict's prestige was such that no one would question the

truthfulness of what he said. Whatever he spoke was guaranteed to be fact.

If someone were to question him, it could only mean their ignorance. So at this moment, Minerva's

doubts were looked down upon by others.

"Plaintiff, please remain quiet." Warned the judge sternly.

Minerva was dissatisfied but had to keep her mouth shut due to the warning. She kept signalling her

lawyer with her eyes for help with her defence.

The plaintiff's lawyer didn't even bother acknowledging her, knowing there wasn't anything questionable

about this.

"Your honour," said Besse's lawyer respectfully again. "Here is a diagnosis report personally issued by Text content © NôvelDrama.Org.

Mr Castillo himself for your review."

As he spoke, a staff member handed over a document to be examined at trial.

Later, Benedict left the courtroom.

A result had come out.

"In conclusion," continued Besse's lawyer after some reasoning earlier on in court proceedings. "If my

client had seen Phantom's original work before then it would have been possible 8 years ago at best

since my client lost her memory 4 years ago and wouldn't remember seeing it anyway if she did see it

back then. Of course, we don't rule out that my client may have subconsciously remembered

something from seeing Phantom's design and incorporated it into her work during the creation process,

which might infringe upon original design rights but is truly an unintentional mistake. On behalf of my

client, I ask Your Honour for leniency when considering judgment regarding this matter."

After finishing his statement, Besse's lawyer prepared to sit down again when suddenly...

"I object!" The plaintiff's attorney stood up once more. "I object to what opposing counsel has just

stated! I do not agree with Besse having seen Phantom's design 8 years ago. I suspect that Besse

recently saw my client's design plan!"