Miss President wants to talk to you

The plaintiff's lawyer no longer needed to ask any further questions.

"Your Honor, the plaintiff's questioning is now complete."

Next, we'll move on to the next segment.

The judge looked toward the defendant's dock.

"The defendant may cross-examine."

Harley Truman stood up.

She felt a great responsibility; if something went wrong in this环节, Hopkins would be doomed.

Truman, a World War I veteran, trusted Eleanor implicitly.

Furthermore, this is her first battle in the White House, and there absolutely cannot be any problems!

Truman pushed his round-framed glasses up slightly, and a cold glint flashed in the lenses.

She took her notes and went to the witness stand.

"Miss Allen."

She said, "What evidence do you have to prove that you and Mr. Hopkins had a private relationship?"

Mary frowned: "Isn't the tattoo enough?"

"Tattooing is a very subjective act."

Truman said, "And since you can neither prove when the tattoo was done nor prove the name on it, it must point strictly to my client."

The scene erupted in excitement once again.

"What kind of talk is that?"

"That's sophistry!"

"Is Eleanor Hopkins some kind of common name?"

The judge repeatedly banged his gavel: "Silence! Silence!"

Truman had only asked one question when he felt immense pressure.

This job is really tough!

She gritted her teeth, refused to back down, and instead continued to emphasize her problem.

"Ms. Allen, can you produce any more evidence?"

"I am pregnant with his child."

That's your claim, not proof.

Truman refused to budge on this point.

In the current federal government, there are no technical means to prove blood relations.

To insist that the child in Ellen's womb is Eleanor's is neither verifiable nor disprovable.

She continued, "So, you can't provide any evidence to prove that you actually dated, right?"

As soon as those words were spoken...

Mary suddenly seemed to have been greatly insulted, and her emotions instantly surged.

"What do you mean?! Are you saying I'm lying?"

She shouted, “I have sworn an oath, before God, on my honor!”

You may doubt me, but you cannot doubt my sincerity in serving God!

"Miss Lawyer, you are a woman too, can't you understand?"

"No girl would joke about her innocence!"

After saying that, she covered her face with her hands again, and refused to answer any further questions from Truman.

Moreover, the atmosphere at the scene felt very off.

That last sentence, "No girl would joke about her innocence," was absolutely brilliant.

The atmosphere in the Federation has loosened slightly since the Jazz Age of the 1920s.

However, the overall approach remains extremely conservative.

Oaths made before God are highly effective.

It's really hard not to believe a girl who uses her innocence as proof.

Mary's victim-like appearance, in particular, evoked sympathy.

In any case, Truman's subsequent questioning could not continue.

She returned to the defendant's dock, looking dejected.

“I’m sorry, Mr. Hopkins, I’ve let you down.”

"fine."

Eleanor shook her head, unconcerned.

This kind of lawsuit is inherently a mess, and the other party's strategic goal is very clear: to ruin their own reputation.

Therefore, all they need to do is make a fuss and insist on clinging to their private lives.

Truman didn't have any good ideas to begin with.

Eleanor couldn't help but look at the Southern members of parliament in the gallery.

In the days leading up to the trial, he used the system to complete his deliberation time and found out who was targeting him.

The answer was not surprising at all.

Southern senators, led by Senator Ellison Smith.

Because the enemy was so obvious, Eleanor guessed it might be one of these people even before the answer came out.

The system's response merely confirmed his conjecture.

The Southern lawmakers in the gallery, though trying their best to remain calm, couldn't suppress the urge to smile.

The victory is already secured.

They couldn't wait to pop the champagne right now.

Eleanor turned her head away, ignoring them for the time being; it wasn't the right time yet.

Truman's expression was still not good.

"Don't blame yourself."

Eleanor said, "This case is not within your area of ​​expertise, so it's understandable that you didn't perform well at first."

"Instead of wasting your time, enjoy the process."

"Let's listen carefully to what kind of story the next female guest will bring."

Truman looked up in surprise.

She never expected Eleanor to have such a good attitude.

Isn't he worried at all?

This is a matter of reputation! If he fails, Eleanor will become a pariah. How can he be so indifferent?

Could it be that he really has a backup plan?

Soon, the second plaintiff, who was also the second witness, took the stage.

This time, the damage was even greater.

She was holding a child in her arms.

When she came on stage, the entire audience fell silent.

Because this child really does look a lot like Eleanor.

Black curly hair, white skin.

It's enough to evoke countless associations.

Reporters began frantically taking notes, and flashbulbs went off constantly.

Eleanor listened to the woman's accusations against him with a blank expression.

It's another brand new story.

Moreover, this woman's storytelling skills were superior, coupled with the pitiful appearance of the child in her arms.

Some jurors have already shed tears.

Next came the third woman.

Then a new story was told.

Each story is highly engaging and clearly meticulously crafted.

The Southern-affiliated lawmakers kept exchanging glances, each seeing the smugness in the other's eyes.

"Well done, Gary!"

One of the councilors whispered, "With a story this good, you shouldn't be a councilor, you should be a writer!"

"Inspiration comes from life."

The congressman, Gary, was very modest, saying, "I only slightly adapted my own experience."

"Otherwise, how could the details in these stories be so realistic?"

It turned out to be the case.

The congressman next to him nodded, and couldn't help but admire Gary even more.

"That's amazing!"

He said, "Using your own experiences, you actually managed to fabricate more than thirty stories about illegitimate children? Gary, it seems you've been hiding your true abilities!"