Fortunate to Have You This Lifetime
Chapter 1149: October_1

Chapter 1149: Chapter 1149: October_1

October, the second month of Purple Summers’ internship.

With nearly seven months of pregnancy and cooler weather necessitating thicker clothes, Purple felt a heavy weight each day, pressing down on her until she felt like she could scarcely breathe.

The number of bodyguards and vehicles accompanying her had doubled, and a medical staff member was added to the team just in case.

Atra Blanc told her that she had a strong constitution and didn’t need to worry, just to stay calm and wait for the delivery.

Yet Purple still felt uneasy. She had heard that twins often come early, and if that were the case, she might give birth next month...

Alexander Summers called to say he would try to arrange his work this month and come back next month to be with her for the delivery. He was planning the timing meticulously: after giving birth, there would be the puerperium, and then it would nearly be winter break, perfect timing to pick up his wife, kids, and mother to vacation in Pearlpoint together.

Plans are just plans, and whether they could proceed smoothly seemed to be a matter of fate.

As Purple cradled her belly, she thought, "You two have to be good, don’t come out too early..."

It would be terribly awkward if she went into labor during the court hearing.

The old lady’s case had been pushed back a week due to the October holidays.

As before, to avoid affecting her own condition, Purple deliberately avoided all related news during this time.

No Twitter, no television, no interviews, and except for a few close friends and family, she cut off all contact with the outside world.

Her family knew her habits and didn’t mention anything about public opinion on the case in front of her.

Finally, the day of the court hearing arrived, and Purple took a ride to the courthouse, only to find it surrounded by an overwhelming crowd, almost impenetrable!

There were not only media reporters but also many local residents, those with dogs on leashes, those cradling cats, and even some with hamsters and rabbit cages added to the chaos.

Purple was shocked by this mighty turnout.

The crowd was massive, pets improperly secured on leashes roamed helter-skelter amid the people creating utter disarray.

The bodyguards guarded Purple as they moved towards the courthouse. Julian Shaw, upon receiving the news and fearing that she might be in danger, quickly called in a few bailiffs to escort her.

"How could this happen?" Purple asked as she walked.

She was utterly shocked.

As a prosecutor, she had handled quite a few significant cases; as a lawyer, she had experienced many controversial cases. She had been interviewed by reporters, appeared on TV shows, and was used to making headlines, but—

Never had a case drawn such a massive crowd of onlookers!

...Why?

Compared to those murder cases, this was a trifling issue. Why such a fuss?

Julian stood by and said, "In one’s lifetime, it’s unlikely to encounter extortion or robbery, and serial killers, even less so. Sometimes, crime is too far removed from people’s lives, but who doesn’t have a pet?"

From childhood to old age, in the course of a lifetime, who doesn’t have at least one pet? There are very few, right?

After escorting Purple to the entrance of the courtroom, Julian patted her on the shoulder, "Pet rights are increasingly intertwined with human lives, so give it your all."

Purple was in a daze.

...Had the issue escalated to such a level?

She gripped the documents in her hand and nodded slightly.

—Entering the courtroom, everything changed this time.

She became the prosecution.

"Your Honor, the prosecution requests the summoning of a witness, Mr. Milton Fletcher," Purple said from the prosecutor’s place, her voice resolute.

Milton Fletcher was the defendant in this case, the murderer of the dog.

The judge had agreed to hear the case on the condition that only one witness could be called. After much deliberation, Purple rejected the college student’s kind offer and also let go of the notion of having the old lady testify. She chose the defendant.

Direct, swift, and the clearest way to let the jury see the truth.