Three long weeks passed before the formal court trial for the attempted family crime finally began downtown.
The rich stepmother hired the most expensive defense lawyer in the city to clear her bad name.
She walked into the crowded courtroom wearing a sleek black designer suit with shiny dark sunglasses on.
Lawyer: My client is completely innocent!
Prosecutor: The clear video evidence says otherwise, counselor.
The judge called the court session to order with three quick strikes of his heavy wooden gavel.
The prosecutor presented the kitchen security video on a giant high-definition television screen for all to see.
The lawyer tried to claim that the video was tampered with by a high-tech computer expert paid off.
Lawyer: This video is fake, Your Honor!
Judge: The police forensic expert verified this footage.
The maid stepped up to the witness stand with a brave face despite her cold trembling hands.
She swore under oath to tell the absolute truth about everything that happened on that terrible evening.
Maid: She handed me that exact plate.
Lawyer: Did you check the cake yourself, Clara?
Maid: I trusted the woman who lived there.
The father sat at the front table with his hands clasped tightly together as he listened carefully.
He had spent millions of dollars on top legal experts to ensure that justice was served properly today.
The stepmother glared across the cold room with pure hatred in her dark narrow eyes toward him.
She knew that if she lost this big court case, she would lose her entire monthly trust fund money.
The jury watched every single piece of clear evidence with steady serious expressions on their faces.
The prosecutor showed the court the modified paper will that the stepmother had drafted last month secretly.
It showed that all family assets would pass directly to her if anything happened to the young son.
The motive behind the cruel act became crystal clear to every single person sitting in that courtroom.
The judge called for a short fifteen-minute recess before the jury made their final official vote.
The father walked out into the bright hallway to get a cold cup of fresh tap water.
He saw his stepmother standing by the big window with her nervous lawyer whispering very fast to her.
Their evil plot was falling apart right before their very eyes as the truth finally broke through.