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Chapter 704: 704 Tears of Happiness_1
Chapter 704: 704 Tears of Happiness_1
Chapter 704: Chapter 704 Tears of Happiness_1
After the court hearing ended, Lindsay Carpenter couldn’t hold back anymore and burst into tears, covering her face.
She was going to get her compensation, she didn’t have to wait for death anymore!
Purple Summers went over to comfort her, “Alright, stop crying, let’s go out to eat.”
With a self-deprecating smile, she added, “I’m so hungry I could collapse.”
During the one-hour recess at noon, none of them had had a proper meal.
Lindsay couldn’t help herself and suddenly hugged Purple tightly, crying even harder like a wronged child finding solace.
Purple felt slightly uncomfortable, as she wasn’t used to such close contact with others.
Marcel Jefferson, however, said with a face full of emotion, “Little sis, let her cry for a while, holding it in is painful for her too.”
It wasn’t just Lindsay who wanted to cry, Marcel felt like crying too.
Their victory in the lawsuit had been too hard-won.
Watching a sure win being snatched away and being counter-attacked by the opposition had been an experience of unspeakable frustration and suffocation.
Fortunately.
Fortunately, they had ultimately still won.
When Lindsay’s emotions had calmed down a little, the group finally left the courthouse. The reporters had already dispersed outside, and the blue sky and white clouds lifted everyone’s spirits.
When Purple saw Alexander Summers waiting outside, she was surprised and then ran over happily, “How come you’re here?”
Wasn’t it because he couldn’t stand the hypocrisy of the literati in the courthouse, criticizing others while posturing themselves?
Alexander touched her head, “I was afraid you’d lose the case and have nowhere to cry.”
Purple, like a proud little rooster, lifted her head and said, “Me, lose?”
Even if there was insufficient evidence, she would have fought to the death to delay the trial, never just sitting by and letting the opposition take the rewards.
Alexander laughed, “Right, you won’t lose. If you had lost, I would have blown this place up.”
“Keep it down!” Purple quickly covered his mouth, nervously glancing around, “What are you talking about, be careful someone hears you!”
Alexander pulled away her hand and glanced down at her rumpled blouse, noting the still-damp spots on it.
“What’s this?” he asked.
“This…” Purple pursed her lips and smiled, “This, I guess, is what you’d call the tears of happiness!”
As they talked, Marcel Jefferson, Lindsay, and the paralegal approached to say hello.
“I can’t really eat right now, have to head to the hospital,” said Marcel, glancing at Alexander and then back to Purple with a teasing tone, “Sis, I won’t join the celebration with you.”
“Mr. Jefferson got hurt because of me, I should accompany him to the hospital,” Lindsay said considerately.
The remaining legal intern rubbed the back of his head and sheepishly added, “I… I’ll go to the hospital too.”
Purple turned red-faced, clearly understanding that they were trying not to be a third wheel.
But Alexander was completely unfazed, draping an arm over her shoulder, “Then let’s plan to meet up another day.”
So Marcel and the others went to the hospital, while Purple and Alexander went to get a meal.
Purple was genuinely hungry; she hadn’t felt it while focused earlier, but now that everything was over, her stomach started to sing its persistent tune.
The two found a restaurant that specialized in southern dishes, quite authentic in taste. Purple ate happily, and Alexander was happy watching her eat.
While eating, Purple recounted the events of the court hearing to Alexander in bits and pieces.
“You have no idea how sick Leon Brown is.” Purple spoke with her mouth full, “This isn’t his first offense. Before, some club hostesses fell into his trap. They didn’t make much money, but completely ruined their bodies. Even after healing from injuries, scars affected their business, and once the word got out in their circles, no one wanted to deal with him; they all avoided him…”
As she spoke, something seemed to cross her mind, and she paused, staring blankly ahead.
Alexander wiped a grain of rice from her mouth corner and asked, “What’s wrong?”