Chapter 301: Chapter 301: Disband

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Mr. Ross’s face changed dramatically, looking sharply at Robin Harper, as if surprised.

As a witness, Robin Harper now appeared even calmer than the experienced trial lawyer Mr. Ross.

“The money was given to me by Second Young Master Graves,” he answered.

The whole court erupted into murmurs.

Robin Harper continued, “What’s so strange about it? I appeared in court as a witness to help clear Second Young Master Graves of suspicion. To show his gratitude, he gave me some money. Isn’t this normal?”

He faced Allen Rivera’s gaze expressionlessly, counter-questioned, “Does the prosecutor think I am committing perjury? When sunlight shines on a glass window, you cannot clearly see the scene inside, but how do you know it was a clear day that day? Even if it was a clear day, how do you know there were no clouds? If a cloud happened to cover the sunlight, I could still see the situation inside.”

Upon hearing this, Allen Rivera was neither angry nor annoyed. Instead, he carefully considered his words and then said to the judge, “To verify the credibility of the testimony, we ask to obtain the meteorological surveillance records of the day of the incident from the Meteorological Bureau.”

Robin Harper’s testimony could determine whether Gerald Graves would be indicted. After consideration, the judge approved the request.

The judge announced the adjournment of the court, the trial would resume in three days.

Marcel Jefferson was dumbfounded. He said to Purple Summers, “This witness is extraordinary.”

If it had been anyone else, they would have been flustered by now. However, this man even brazenly justified his bribery as a response to the prosecutor’s question about cloudy or clear weather. Unbelievable.

Purple Summers looked at the defendant’s seat—Mr. Ross was sitting there, looking desolate.

“The accusations of perjury are probably true. You should find out what’s really going on,” Purple Summers whispered to Marcel Jefferson.

Marcel Jefferson nodded and went over to ask the legal team for information.

Purple Summers picked up her bag and prepared to leave. But before she got too far, she was stopped by Mr. Williams.

“May I have a word with you, Ms. Summers?”

Purple Summers smiled, “Of course.”

The two found a secluded place, and Lester Williams did not waste time. He said directly, “It looks like the case is likely to trouble Ms. Summers from here on.”

If it’s revealed that Mr. Ross forged a statement, not only will his lawyer’s license be revoked, but he will also face jail time, and naturally, he will no longer be able to defend Second Young Master Graves.

Purple Summers remained impassive, a faint smile hung on her face, “It’s not troubling. I have my principles when handling cases. Whatever happens in court should be conducted according to my instructions.”

“Understood,” Lester Williams nodded, “The legal team will be disbanded today.”

Purple Summers was slightly surprised. She didn’t expect them to be so bold as to disband a top-tier legal team.

She hurriedly explained, “Please don’t mind it. There’s no doubt about the capabilities of the legal team. However, in a court battle, everyone has their own approach. Forcing them to work together is like a chef teaching a driver to drive, or a driver teaching a chef to cook. It can be restrictive and prevent them from giving their best.”

“Of course, we will not restrict Ms. Summers,” Lester Williams smiled, asked, “But I wonder, how confident is Ms. Summers?”

Purple Summers pondered for a moment and replied, “Actually, I’m only 50% sure, another 20% will need time to validate.”

Lester Williams asked, “What about the remaining 30%?”

Purple Summers smiled, “The remaining 30%, we’ll have to rely on luck.”

“This is much better than Young Master Graves’s prediction.” Lester Williams revealed a pleasant, gently smile, “Taking aside luck, it’s a 70% chance of winning. This is good. Regarding time, we will definitely provide cover for Ms. Summers.” n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

“Thank you.”

Lester Williams said goodbye to Purple Summers and left first.

After a while, Marcel Jefferson came over and told Purple Summers, “….It is perjury indeed. The 240 thousand is the remuneration. But it’s strange. To avoid detection, Mr. Ross prepared cash. Who knew the guy would deposit the money in the bank? If he hadn’t, he wouldn’t have been found out by Allen Rivera.”