Fortunate to Have You This Lifetime
Chapter 1290

Chapter 1290: Chapter 1290

Before Jane McCain could react, a terrified scream from Juliet Stewart echoed inside the room—

"Ahhhhhhhhhhh!!!"

Her scream was piercing, waking Fiona Lake and bringing Jane McCain back to her senses.

The face seemed scared too and swiftly disappeared out the window, leaving no trace.

Chaotic footsteps echoed down the hallway, followed by urgent door knocking.

"What’s going on?! What happened inside?!"

People outside shouted loudly.

Juliet Stewart hastily opened the door and ran out, precisely finding Allen Rivera amongst a group of disheveled men and threw herself into his arms crying.

Jane McCain stepped out of the dorm, seeing Juliet Stewart in a thin nightdress, clinging tightly to Allen Rivera, almost entirely hanging off him.

At that moment, a tidal wave of jealousy big as a mountain crushed the fear of seeing a ghostly face!

Only two words remained in her heart—

What the hell!

She must have been out of her mind to feel a moment’s sympathy when she heard Juliet Stewart cry just now!

Being softhearted to an enemy is being cruel to yourself!

Jane McCain gazed unpleasantly at the attachment on Allen Rivera, saying nothing, her eyes flaring with anger.

However, Allen Rivera looked even worse than her.

He looked at Jane McCain, his face darkening: "Get inside!"

Jane McCain returned to her senses, looked down at the unbuttoned collar and the exposed legs under her shirt, feeling embarrassed, angry, and wronged all at once.

She pouted and turned back into the room.

Thinking disdainfully: What’s the big deal, wearing a bikini at the beach is far more revealing than this.

Lastly, feeling unfair: Juliet Stewart’s strap nightdress has even less fabric than a shirt, why reprimand me and not her?

Just then, Allen Rivera’s reprimanding voice came from outside—

The tone was cold and extremely severe!

"Juliet Stewart! Do you remember you’re a prosecutor?! What are the Basic Principles of Professional Ethics for a prosecutor?!"

Jane McCain paused, quickly raising her ears.

After waiting a moment, she heard Juliet Stewart’s crying tone soften into sobbing and sniffling.

Allen Rivera asked harshly: "Basic Principles of Professional Ethics for a Prosecutor, Chapter Two, Article Seven, what is it?"

Juliet Stewart choked and replied: "Uphold... uphold the principle of serving the public, enforcing the law for the people, protecting, protecting the fundamental interests of the broad masses of people, ensuring people’s livelihood, serving the masses, being close to the people, for the people, benefiting the people, convenient for the people..."

Her voice weakened at the end, seemingly crying too hard to speak.

But Allen Rivera was unmoved, harshly reprimanding: "You remember enforcing the law for the people? You remember ensuring people’s livelihood, serving the masses? After the incident happened, as a prosecutor, you neither investigated the situation nor protected the weak! You were the first to run out!—

Why are you crying?! Are taxpayers paying you just to watch you cry?!"

No one dared to make a sound in the hallway.

In the oppressive silence, only Juliet Stewart’s restrained sobbing could be heard.

Jane McCain pondered inside: When he mentioned protecting the weak, does he mean me?

Outside, Allen Rivera asked again: "Basic Principles of Professional Ethics for a Prosecutor, Chapter Five, Article Thirty-Seven, what is it?"

Juliet Stewart just cried, unable to speak.

Allen Rivera coldly stated: "You don’t remember, let me remind you, Article Thirty-Seven, focus on professional etiquette constraints, be dignified in appearance and graceful in behavior, maintain good professional conduct and demeanor, uphold the good image of a prosecutor.

Juliet Stewart, do you think your conduct today shows professional ethics? Shows professional demeanor? Upholds the good image of a prosecutor?!

I’ll give you one day to write a self-critique, submit it to Fiona Lake tomorrow, or you’ll lose your internship quota!"

Once he finished speaking, silence fell outside.

Jane McCain listened intently, wanting to know Juliet Stewart’s reaction, but heard only scattered footsteps fading away.

Click—

Allen Rivera pushed the door and came in.