"I may not be a lawyer, but I've read enough to know how this court works. Thank you very much."
Daniel's face tightened, but before he could snap back, the Prime Minister raised a hand. His sharp, aged eyes studied Nnenna in silence. For a heartbeat, no one breathed. Then, to everyone's shock, he leaned back in his chair.
"…I will allow it."
The uproar that followed was immediate. Voices rose, confused, angry, stunned, but the Prime Minister's glare silenced them all. Within moments, guards escorted the housekeeper to the stand. Shackled, older, and visibly exhausted, the man still carried himself with quiet dignity.
Nnenna stepped forward, unflinching.
"You have worked for Riverum Castle for how long?" she asked.
For a moment, the man stayed silent, as if weighing her intent. Then his voice, steady but worn, filled the hall.
"Over four decades."
A wave of murmurs passed through the crowd.
