Fortunate to Have You This Lifetime
Chapter 1154 Clever_1

Chapter 1154: Chapter 1154 Clever_1

Compensation of $300, utterly incapable of remedying the elder’s harm.

A suspended sentence of one year, essentially a token punishment unless Milton Fletcher behaves improperly, there would be no time served.

Thus calculated...

It appears, I lost.

Purple Summers was escorted out of the court by her bodyguard, lost in thought along the way.

Reporters kept pressing her with questions—

"Ms. Simonson! Are you satisfied with the court’s verdict? Do you have anything to say?"

"Does this court hearing count as your first defeat? What impact will it bring to you?"

"Did you expect such a result? Ms. Simonson, please share your feelings on losing the case..."

The world before her eyes suddenly brightened, the light from outside piercing her eyes, Purple Summers narrowed them reflexively, and after a moment, once adjusted, she noticed today’s sun was exceptionally brilliant, the sky extraordinarily vast, without a single cloud.

A throng stood densely packed at the courthouse entrance.

Purple Summers realized all of them were looking at her, maybe it was an illusion, but she even felt a few of the cats and dogs in their arms were also looking at her.

"It’s not like that..." Purple Summers murmured.

Her voice was soft, and the reporters, fearing they might miss a word, instantly fell silent.

Microphones, soundlessly jostling for territory, strived to be closer to Purple Summers, ever closer...

Then, she spoke again.

"It’s not like that." Purple Summers’s voice grew louder.

Looking at the crowd outside, her mood inexplicably calmed down, as if she had found an unnamed strength, utterly reassuring.

"I do not consider this to be a defeat," Purple Summers said tranquilly, "on the contrary, I believe it to be a victory.

Firstly, we fought for moral compensation, and although the amount is small, it signifies that the killing of pets is no longer just a property violation but an invasion of humanity.

Secondly, the defendant has been convicted for his actions, and though it is a suspended sentence, he will be under strict supervision for a year. At least during this year, he can’t harm any more pets, which is significant.

Lastly, I want to tell everyone, taking the first step is the hardest in any matter, and now, we have firmly taken that first step. It will only get better from here."

After Purple Summers finished speaking, there was a moment’s hush.

Then, someone said, "She won."

Like a spark igniting a prairie fire, it spread rapidly—

"She won!"

"She won!"

The crowd’s cheers rose like a tide.

"She won!!!"

This scene at the courthouse entrance was captured and uploaded to the internet.

Some people wildly applauded Purple Summers, while others were skeptical, believing that Purple Summers lost the case and said these words only to save face.

Upon seeing these comments, Purple Summers just laughed it off.

So what if I lost? What difference does it make if I won?

She simply felt that the weather was particularly good that day and that it would be wrong to speak disheartening words.

It doesn’t matter anymore, doesn’t everyone need a bit of hope?

...

In the dimly lit room, only the computer screen emitted a faint blue glow.

The little girl watched intently, prostrated in front of the computer.

A hand reached out, unsympathetically closing the laptop.

"Cherry, it’s time for bed," Nathaniel Summers reminded.

The little girl pouted, her face showing her displeasure, "But I’m not sleepy!"

"You might not be sleepy, but she is," Nathaniel said indifferently, "If you want to keep this body for a longer time, you should treat her better. Eight or nine is the age for growing, go to sleep now."

Unhappy, a fierce glint immediately flashed in her eyes, a blood-red gloom.

Nathaniel looked at her expressionlessly.

After a standoff, she pursed her lips, found it pointless, blinked, and the malevolent light in her eyes disappeared, reverting to an innocent childlike appearance.

Cherry climbed into bed, saying, "Purple Summers won the case again, why does she always win?"

Nathaniel tucked her in and said indifferently, "Probably because she’s smart."

"Smarter than me?" Cherry asked again.

Nathaniel didn’t engage, simply saying, "Sleep."

Turning to leave, the little girl’s cold hand sudden grasped his.

"Hey, did you see that?" Cherry said with a smile, "She’s pregnant."