Fortunate to Have You This Lifetime
Chapter 1144: A Dog_1

Chapter 1144: Chapter 1144: A Dog_1

The elderly woman’s eyes conveyed her confusion.

She was of advanced age, with limited education from her early years, only aware that prosecutors wear badges with specific designs, much like the badges on police uniforms.

Purple Summers had no such insignia, was heavily pregnant, and still an intern.

The old lady was unsure if the other party could help her.

She hesitated before saying, "It’s not about money... I want him to stand trial."

Indeed, just as her colleague had said, the old lady’s objective was not money. She sought justice for her dog, a proper explanation.

This was actually a very simple notion, yet in today’s legal society, it presented difficulties.

Laws are established to protect human rights; at their core, they serve humans. How could they punish a person over an animal?

Purple Summers thought for a moment, then asked her, "May I see that photo of yours?"

The photo was kept close, in her pocket, and the elderly woman carefully took it out and handed it to Purple Summers.

A common 6-inch photograph captured an old woman stumbling forward with a bag of plastic bottles at sunset, followed by a small white dog with a mineral water bottle in its mouth, tail raised, looking quite cheerful.

The shooting angle was unique, with excellent light and color; it was a professional-level photographic work, deeply moving.

"Old lady, who took this photo for you?" asked Purple Summers as she handed back the photo.

"A college student. She said she wanted to post it online. I don’t really understand..." the old woman spoke slowly, "She’s a good kid, kind-hearted. Every time she came to see me, she brought ham sausages for Dobby."

The old lady took back the photo, her fingertips gently caressing the spot where the dog was, her voice hoarse: "They said it’s just a dead dog, the defendant has already confessed, the judge won’t spend time on a trial... but I feel that this is wrong, it’s just not right. I don’t understand those laws, but it just feels so wrong. Dobby died, how could it all come down to just 75 dollars..."

After finishing, the old lady sighed deeply, a sign of powerlessness, as if she held no hope.

Purple Summers pursed her lips and said, "Old lady, let’s try again."

At worst, it would remain the same; trying again would be no significant loss.

Reflecting on this, the old lady slowly nodded her head, then squinted at Purple Summers, "You are... which prosecutor?"

Purple Summers stood a little straighter, her clear bright eyes shining as she smiled and said, "My name is Purple Summers Simonson. I’m still an intern now, but I’ll become a prosecutor in the future!"

The old lady smiled slightly, admiring her, "To be a prosecutor at such a young age, that’s quite remarkable."

Purple Summers just smiled.

Being a prosecutor was not so remarkable, but she dearly hoped to become a remarkable one.

...

In the case of the pet abuse, Purple Summers filed a lawsuit with the court.

The judge sat on his elevated bench, perusing the documents in his hands, puzzled, then looked up at Purple Summers, "What’s this about? A dog... died?"

Purple Summers nodded, "Yes, Your Honor, as you can see."

The judge looked toward the other side, his eyes questing.

The defense lawyer stood up with a look of resignation, "Your Honor, my client has already pleaded guilty."

"You haven’t reached a plea agreement?" asked the judge.

Purple Summers replied, "Your Honor, we were unable to reach a consensus on sentencing and compensation."

The defense lawyer almost sighed, "Your Honor, we cannot accept a prison sentence."

The judge was also a bit confused, "What do you mean?"

"She wants my client to go to prison," the lawyer explained reluctantly. "It’s just a dog, Your Honor. We can only accept a certain amount of compensation."

Purple Summers continued formally, "Your Honor, I believe it was not just any ordinary dog. The defendant, by extreme means, brutally damaged a specific memento with symbolic personal significance, causing tremendous harm to the victim’s family. I request that the court formally convene for a trial."