Fortunate to Have You This Lifetime

Iris Maple stared at her in shock.

A sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl, and she was Ms. Summers?

Iris Maple stood frozen in place, unable to process the situation for a long time. How could her sought-after savior be a child?!

…When Mrs. Jameson introduced Ms. Summers to her, she indeed didn’t mention her age. Could it be that the person who was helping the Jameson Family investigate the case was really a child?!

“…How old are you this year?” Iris Maple asked, somewhat dazed.

“Sixteen.” Purple Summers smiled lightly, looking even more innocent.

Iris Maple’s confidence waned even more.

Asking a child to reinvestigate the case, wasn’t this too absurd?

However, Marcel Jefferson knew Purple Summers’ capabilities and told Iris Maple, “Ms. Maple, don’t underestimate Ms. Summers because of her age. If you want your son’s case to have a turning point, I’m afraid that in the entire Clearwater City, only she can do it.”

Iris Maple trusted Marcel Jefferson, as he had handled the Jameson Family’s case before. Seeing his admiration for Purple Summers and remembering Mrs. Jameson’s trust in her, Iris Maple’s doubts started to subside.

She reevaluated Purple Summers with a thoughtful look.

Purple Summers appeared to be just an ordinary female college student, with a small, delicate face and exquisite features. Her pair of dark, clear eyes stared calmly at Iris Maple, their gaze open and serene.

“… Can you really help my son turn the case around?” Iris Maple asked again.

“I need to meet him in person first and understand the details of the case before I can answer you.” Purple Summers replied.

She didn’t promise right away, causing Iris Maple to feel slightly disappointed.

However, at this point, even if there was only a child in front of her, Iris Maple had to give it a shot!

What if?

What if it worked?

A person in a desperate situation would be willing to try any glimmer of hope, because if they didn’t try, there would truly be no turning point!

Despite her doubts, Iris Maple still went to the police station with Purple Summers and Marcel Jefferson.

As a suspect, Caspian Maple was arrested but not yet tried. He was temporarily detained in the detention center at the police station instead of being sent to jail.

Aria Jackson waited for them at the entrance, greeting them as they arrived.

Seeing the policewoman ignoring Marcel Jefferson and chatting with Purple Summers while they walked shoulder to shoulder, Iris Maple was even more astonished.

Could this young girl really have the ability to turn the case around?

Ahead, Aria Jackson spoke softly with Purple Summers, “Suspects not yet convicted are generally not allowed visitations, except for meeting their lawyer. No one else is allowed to visit. I’ve spoken to the guards; you can go in as a paralegal with Marcel. Try not to take too long…”

“Okay, understood.” Purple Summers nodded gently, “Half an hour will be enough.”

Once they arrived, Aria Jackson and Iris Maple stayed outside while Purple Summers and Marcel Jefferson went in to see Caspian Maple.

The visiting room was similar to a regular office, with only a table and two chairs, no windows. The LED light tube emitted a cold, bluish light, casting a pallor on the walls.

Not long after Purple Summers sat down, Caspian Maple was brought in by the guard.

He was thin with facial features similar to Iris Maple, but his lines were more rigid. The shadows under his eyes were heavy, his lips thin, and he appeared quite gloomy, lacking the vitality typical of a young college student.

Caspian Maple looked at Purple Summers, and then at Marcel Jefferson, confusion in his eyes.

Marcel Jefferson, dressed in a suit and tie, obviously looked more like a lawyer than Purple Summers. Caspian Maple didn’t understand why the lawyer was standing but allowed a young girl to sit in front of him.

“Ahem, ahem…” Marcel Jefferson coughed awkwardly and said, “Mr. Caspian Maple, your mother has commissioned us to be your defense attorneys. We need to understand the details of the case now, so could you please describe it carefully to us again?”

Caspian Maple looked dumbfounded as if he couldn’t believe it, “My case… does it still have any hope?”