Sir, Madam Dispeared Again After Divorce!
Chapter 318 Unacceptable Result

The lawyer told Sydney that even if she appealed, the second and third trials would only uphold the verdict of the first trial, so there was no point in appealing.

"Damn it!" Luke hammered his fist on the chair.

Layden did not say anything. He bowed his head so no one could see what he was thinking.

Sydney watched Lyra being escorted down, and Brandon and his wife followed along.

Seemingly sensing Sydney's gaze, Brandon and Mrs. Madden also turned toward her and shot her smug looks in unison.

Mrs. Madden even wanted to walk up to Sydney and laugh in her face.

These days, she had been running up and down looking for help because she thought that Lyra would go to jail. She met with countless closed doors and eye-rolls. When she thought about how Sydney and Julien looked at her like she was trash just an hour ago, she almost died from anger.

Fortunately, her worries were lifted. Now, it was Sydney who would be angry.

At that thought, Mrs. Madden touched Lyra's head and smiled at Sydney.

Sydney clenched her fists and glanced at her coldly before moving her gaze to Lyra.

Lyra had her head lowered, so Sydney could not see the expression on her face. However, Sydney felt that Lyra was also feeling proud at the moment.

The Madden family left the courtroom, but

Sydney stayed because there was still Frank Powell's case.

In Frank's case, he threw sulfuric acid, so his crime was more serious than Lyra's scheme to harm Sydney.

That was because, in Lyra's attempts, Sydney did not appear from beginning to end.

However, Frank was different. He threw sulfuric acid directly at Sydney, so his final sentence was three years in prison.

The other netizens who sent razors and wreaths were also detained and criticized.

As for the marketing accounts and the media outlets, their cases were more serious. Their crimes were not limited to spreading rumors about Sydney, and they also broke other laws, so it was still unknown what their verdict would be since

they had to be dealt with separately from Sydney's incident.

Sydney was not interested in that either. She just knew that these marketing accounts and media outlets would not have a good ending.

Walking out of the courthouse, Sydney looked up at the cloudy sky. It seemed like it was going to rain.

Luke also looked up and said ironically," They say that the skies will always be clear if you win a case. We won, but..."

"Sydney, are you okay?" Layden looked at Sydney worriedly.

Sydney tugged at the corners of her mouth and forced a smile. "I'm fine. Although the result wasn't ideal, Lyra won't dare to mess around anymore. At the very least, she'll have to live with her head down in the future, so this result isn't all bad."

Luke and Cayden could tell that she was just pretending to be fine. They exchanged a look but did not expose her.

After a few seconds, Luke suddenly said," Let's forget the celebration dinner tonight."

Cayden nodded and had no objection.

Sydney wanted to say there was no need to, but the words got stuck in her throat.

That was because she realized that she was not as unbothered by this result as she thought she was.

If she was unbothered, why would she not be in the mood to hold a celebration dinner?

The three of them walked to the roadside parking lot in silence.

As soon as they reached the car, a group of reporters rushed over.

"Ms. Raines, what do you think of Ms.

Madden's trial results?"

"Yes, Ms. Raines, please give a comment. Are you satisfied or dissatisfied with the verdict?"

Sydney lowered her eyes with a cold expression and ignored the group of reporters.

Luke and Layden were furious.

The two men escorted her into the car and drove the reporters away.

After a lot of effort, the two finally broke free of the surrounding reporters and got into the car. They quickly drove out of the place.

On the road, Luke saw through the rearview mirror that there were still reporters chasing them. He slapped the steering wheel angrily. "Damn, these reporters are so annoying. They know how to hit a nerve." "Enough, stop it already." Layden reprimanded in a low voice when he looked at the woman in the backseat who had her eyes closed.

Luke also realized that he said something he should not have said. He glanced at Sydney and quieted down.

The three did not speak, so the atmosphere in the spacious car was particularly heavy.

In Flint Corporation, Julien sent off the partner and came out of the reception room. He headed back to his office.

Zach was waiting for him at the door of his office. When he saw Julien, he said with a complicated expression, "President Flint, Lyra's trial is over."

A dark light flashed in Julien's eyes. "How many years?"

"Probation for five years," Zach pushed up his glasses and answered somewhat regretfully.

Julien's action of pushing open the door stopped as he suddenly whirled around. "What did you say? Probation for five years?"

"Yes. Since Lyra didn't cause any substantial harm to Ms. Raines, and because of Lyra's serious physical injuries, she was given probation. She also has to compensate one million in damages to Ms. Raines' personal reputation, and five million to Skylight Corporation's losses," Zach said.

Julien laughed in anger. "She only got probation and a six million compensation!" "There's no helping it. That's the situation in Mediana. I also consulted our legal department after watching the live broadcast, and the answer they gave was the same." Zach sighed.

Julien pursed his lips tightly.

After a while, he suddenly narrowed his eyes dangerously. "Keep an eye on Lyra and replace an opportunity to set a trap for her

Since Lyra did not go to jail this time, he would personally send her in.

Zach had been with Julien for many years. When he heard those words, he immediately understood, and his glasses glinted. "President Flint, do you want to make Lyra break the law during her probation?" "Yes." Julien nodded. A glimmer of light flashed in Zach's eyes. "I understand. I'll arrange for an opportunity."

Julien hummed and waved his hand. "Go."

After Zach left, Julien took out his phone and dialed Sydney's number.

He knew that Sydney wanted Lyra to go to jail.

She must be very upset with today's results.

When the phone rang, Sydney took it out and looked at it. She answered it and said in a weak voice, "Do you need something. President Flint?"

She sandwiched her phone between her ear and her shoulder as she pressed on the combination lock of her apartment.

However, she entered the wrong number because she was in a bad mood, which made her even more upset.

Julien could hear her emotions, and his tone softened. "I heard about the trial results."

"Oh? So, are you here to laugh at me?" Sydney bent down and forcefully pulled herself together before entering the password again.

This time, she finally got it right.

When the door opened, she went in, kicked off her shoes, and went barefoot into the living room without slippers. She fell on the sofa, exhausted physically and mentally.

At the other end of the phone, Julien frowned deeply when he heard Sydney's words. "Laugh at you? Why do you think I'm here to laugh at you?" "Why else would you be calling me? To care about me?" Sydney laughed mockingly.

Julien said, "Yes, I know you're in a bad mood, so..." "Enough, save it!" Sydney stared blankly at the ceiling. "I don't need you to care about me. I've already long passed the period of needing your concern." When she needed him in the past, he was never present. Even if he was, he always pretended not to see.

That was why she did not need it anymore. There were so many people around her who cared about her. Why would she still need his concern? Julien's heart suddenly contracted and felt suffocated.

He clenched his phone tightly, and the guilt in his eyes was unconcealed. "I'm sorry, Sydney. I..."

"You don't have to say you're sorry because it's all in the past. Do you need anything else? If not, I'm hanging up." Sydney rubbed her aching temples.

For some reason, her mind felt incredibly groggy. She touched her forehead, but it did not seem like she had a fever.