Fortunate to Have You This Lifetime-Chapter 832 : 832 Refusing Defense_1

Chapter 832 -832 Refusing Defense_1

“After all, she grew up outside the family; it’s normal for her to be heartless and thoughtless,” the old lady said sarcastically at the dinner table.

Old Master Simonson glared at her sternly.

The old master also felt disheartened, but considering the bigger picture, now was not the time to fuss over such trifles. He hoped that the family could unite to overcome the crisis rather than backstab each other at a critical moment.

At that moment, Violet Nelson spoke, “Great-uncle, last time Mr. Rieste said that there’s a high chance of winning the case. If we can prove that the criminal is someone else, not only could we help my aunt’s younger brother to be exonerated, but it would also indirectly prove that my uncle was framed.”

Upon hearing this, Old Master Simonson perked up, “Rieste said we could win the case?”

Violet nodded, “Yes, great-uncle, Mr. Rieste has won three thousand three hundred cases and has never been defeated. If he says we can win, then we definitely will.”

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“If that’s the case, then nothing could be better,” Old Master Simonson said, looking at Caitlin Carter, “After the press conference, you and Violet should go see Mr. Rieste. As long as we can win this lawsuit, all terms and demands can be negotiated.”

Caitlin nodded and looked up at Violet Nelson, “Thank you, Violet.”

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Violet smiled slightly, “Aunt, it’s what I should do; we’re family, after all.”

Family…

The people at the dinner table thought of Purple Summers in unison.

This was perhaps the biggest difference between Violet Nelson and Purple Summers.

Purple Summers had no friends or supporters in Kingsley; she was just one person, all alone. Perhaps she had excellent grades and was admitted to the Judicial Training Institute at a young age, but so what? Was that useful?

On the other hand, Violet grew up in the Presidential Palace, and the people she met and interacted with were all important and famous people from famous families. The older generation’s social circles had solidified over many years, but the younger generation’s circles were open and constantly changing; Violet knew countless influential figures and could run around on behalf of the Simonson Family.

If they achieved success in this matter, Violet Nelson would no longer be seen as a foster daughter without merits in the Simonson family; she would receive gratitude and recognition from everyone in the Presidential Palace.

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At ten o’clock in the morning, Caitlin Carter, as the First Lady, attended a press conference, emphasizing her husband’s innocence and calling for the media to report with reason.

In the afternoon, she went to Rieste’s law firm with Violet.

They returned to the Presidential Palace just before five in the afternoon.

Only a few minutes after they arrived, Purple Summers entered the mansion. Purple seemed somewhat disheveled; it was unclear whether she had fallen, for there was dust on her dress and her hair was a bit disordered.

But nobody cared.

At this moment, everyone’s attention was on Caitlin Carter and Violet Nelson.

Caitlin looked defeated, and Violet also appeared weary.

“There has been an unexpected development,” Violet sighed. “Because it involves the president, the Prosecutor’s Office has assigned prosecutor Kieran Harrison to the case. Kieran Harrison used to be Mr. Rieste’s teacher, and Mr. Rieste does not want to confront his former mentor in court, so he has refused to defend us…”

“How can this man go back on his word!” the old lady complained discontentedly. “Didn’t he say for sure we could win?!”

Old Master Simonson was also very disappointed, “At the time, it was not yet connected to the Presidential Palace, just an ordinary murder case, but now it’s different. It’s understandable that he would have second thoughts.”

The others had grave expressions, feeling that the situation was far from optimistic.

“If it’s Kieran Harrison… it will be very unfavorable for us,” the legal assistant from the office explained. “He will surely cling to the ‘destruction of evidence’ charge and even if we can clear our name afterwards, the negative publicity will be difficult to predict.”

But if Edward Carter’s murder case could be won, the charges against Christopher Simonson would be dropped.

Violet looked at the solemn faces around her, bit her lip, and said hesitantly, “I could go and plead with Mr. Rieste again…”