Chapter 153

"I know you're more than capable," Alex said with a sarcastic smirk at Clinton. "You put her behind bars five years ago. What else wouldn't you do?" Alex looked at him coldly, emptied his glass in one gulp and walked out. In the room, Clinton stood frozen for a long time. Then suddenly, like something snapped inside him, he kicked over all the bottles on the table, sending glass shattering everywhere. He lost it and started smashing everything in sight. Five years ago. Always back to that damn day. That trial had been haunting him ever since. During the past five years while Madeleine was locked up, Clinton would dream of her often. He kept seeing her at the trial, eyes void of life, utterly hopeless. She looked at him and said, "I plead guilty." He completely broke down that day. Shouting, begging to withdraw the charges. Said he never wanted to press charges. That the money was willingly given. But the judge had already passed judgment. And he could only stand there, powerless, as sh