The high-priced goods indeed had an impressive potency, with a taste that seemed to carry one to the heavens, like a magic potion of divine quality.
But the price was also incredibly steep, so he was reluctant to smoke them. Since purchasing them, he had only smoked two.
Yet he had never expectedâ¦
His âmagic potionâ had become his sonâs death warrant.
Joshua Davis fell to the ground, weeping bitterly.
Outside the company, the onlooking crowd was scattered across different layers, mostly employees from other companies on the same floor.
Among them was a tall and handsome man with deep and profound eyes focused on Purple Summersâs face.
Gavin Graves was feeling somewhat ambivalent.
His way of doing things was meticulous, favoring subtlety over overt actions. Even in pursuing a woman, he paid great attention to timing. n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
Fiery roses, passionate love letters, persistent invitationsâthose were what young lads would do. Gavin preferred a more imperceptible approach, slowly and steadily winning the other personâs acceptance, and eventually, their heart. Ever since he took an interest in Purple Summers, he had his people keep track of her whereabouts. Learning that she had gone to Prominence Law Firm and happened to be in trouble, Gavin thought to himself: Hereâs an opportunity.
Nothing could close the gap between two people faster than playing the hero to save the beauty.
Gavin just happened to be nearby discussing business, so he made a point of coming over, only to find that Purple Summers was much more formidable than he had imagined.
She needed no assistance at all.
When Purple Summers fired her gun, and the gunpowder exploded with a deafening roar, Gavin felt as if the bullet had struck his own heart.
This girl appeared as meek as a lamb, but was in fact decisive and ruthless. He liked her a lot!
He wanted her!
He should have felt regret for missing the chance to play the hero, but inexplicably, he felt joyful, as if he had stumbled upon a treasure, extremely delighted.
The crowd of onlookers was abuzz with conversation.
Some had seen the news and knew about the case where three college students died violently in the ghost village. Now witnessing the truth unveiled before their eyes, they all sighed in dismay.
â So thatâ s how those students died!â
âThis law firm really has some capability; they even solved the serial murder case last time and caught the killer in court!â
âItâs the same with the Graves Family case! The Graves Family disbanded their entire top-tier legal team just to hire Mr. Jefferson!â
âWho is that girl? She looks young but is quite powerful. She silenced the room with just a few words. She really has a presence.â
ââ¦Thatâs Mr. Jeffersonâs assistant, of course sheâs powerful.â
The crowd whispered among themselves, their murmurs unceasing, with more and more glances thrown Purple Summersâs way.
Purple Summers had already bolstered her gun and was sitting quietly, appearing indifferent to the scrutinizing eyes around her, calm and composed.
Someone in the crowd suddenly said, âPeople say lawyers would do anything for money, bloodsuckers who care for nothing else, but Prominence Law Firm seems to be truly advocating for justice.â
âIndeed, if Prominence Law Firm hadnât taken this case, who would have known the truth behind it.â
People marveled.
What they had seen on the news couldnât compare to witnessing the truth with their own eyesâit was more vivid, more shocking.
It was like online shopping; no matter how many positive text reviews there are, they are never as convincing as the photos accompanying them.
From today onwards, they would remember the name Prominence Law Firm.
Later on, Allen Rivera came with the police and asked Joshua Davis to go to the station to assist with the investigation.
The banners outside and the reporters arranged by Joshua Davis were all gone, and the crowd of onlookers gradually dispersed.
Everything calmed down, and everyone in the law firm began to clean up the mess.
Purple Summers asked Marcel Jefferson if he needed to go to the hospital, but Marcel Jefferson waved her off, saying it wasnât necessary.
âI was just jostled a bit, no big deal, Iâll just apply some cold water, and thatâll be fine.â
Larissa Hamilton felt sorry for him and said, âThose people were too much!â
âLet it be, heâs a pitiable person too,â Marcel Jefferson sighed and then examined Larissaâs wounds, âYouâre the one whoâve had it rough, coming to work at this firm for such a small salary, yet youâre faced with one disaster after another⦠falling and breaking your leg, and now getting a cut on your headâ¦â