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Purple Summers hit Jade Carlsonâs sore spot.
Most interns in the Prosecutorâs Office would be promoted after two years, and a few outstanding ones would be promoted in just one year, like Suzanne Saunders once was.
However, Jade Carlson had stayed at her intern position for a full three years.
If it hadnât been for Suzanneâs accidental death, she would have probably continued to be an intern, as if indirectly telling everyone that she wasnât good enough and not worthy of becoming a prosecutor.
This was utterly shameful.
And now, an insignificant adopted daughter in the Summers family dared to belittle her and blatantly expose her scars!
Jade Carlson left both furious and embarrassed.
She knew in her heart that she had botched this mediation attempt!
Not only would Dylan Summers not be grateful to her, but he would also blame her for meddling and think she was incompetent!
Jade Carlson couldnât bear to see things develop this way.
After leaving the Summers Residence, she immediately called Nathaniel Summers.
The phone rang for a while before it was answered, and a tired and hoarse voice came on: âJade, whatâs the matter?â
Jade Carlson told Nathaniel about the mediation.
With a heartbroken tone, she said, âNathaniel, I never imagined that Purple was going through such a hard time in the Summers family. Even though sheâs an adopted daughter, Laura and Yolandaâs actions are really too much, and Dylan never stops them. Whatâs the difference between this and abuse?â
There was a long silence on Nathanielâs end.
Jade Carlson continued, âI thought Laura accidentally hurt Purple and agreed to deal with the matter for Dylan, but I never expected that their harm to Purple would be so deep⦠Nathaniel, I⦠Iâm a prosecutor, and I canât turn black into white and shield criminal behaviorâ¦â
With a deep sigh, she seemed torn between justice and personal relationships.
Nathaniel said, âItâs hard for you, Jade. Iâll talk to Dylan about this.â
Jade Carlson breathed a sigh of relief.
But she also couldnât let Nathaniel sympathize with Purple.
âFor some reason, Purple just wonât listen to advice. She threatened me, saying that if I donât send her to study with Grey, sheâll publish her diary on the internet, and she said⦠saidâ¦â Jade Carlson deliberately hesitated.
Nathaniel asked her, âWhat else did she say?â
Jade Carlson spoke in a heavy tone, âShe said she wants Sister Suzanneâs Hummer, or sheâll still go to court and sue.â
âWhat does she want the car for?â Nathaniel was surprised.
Jade Carlson hinted in her words, âA fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl, itâs inevitable to have some vanity, especially since she was raised by Ms. Blanc, so her character and conduct may be somewhatâ¦â
Jade sighed, âBut sheâs really too immature. Doesnât she know that this car was Sister Suzanneâs prized possession when she was aliveâ¦â
Nathanielâs voice indeed became colder, âSheâs stirring up nonsense.â
Upon hearing this, the anger and frustration in Jade Carlsonâs heart caused by Purple Summers were instantly swept away.
She regained her confidence, and her tone turned gentle again, âChildren can be stubborn sometimes, I was wrong to bother you with this at work⦠Nathaniel, how are you doing over there? How long will it take to come back?â
âItâs a bit tricky⦠it might be a while.â
âYou should take care of your health, donât work too hard, and relax occasionallyâ¦â
After the exchange of some pleasantries, Jade Carlson hung up the phone.
Having gotten rid of the hot potato in her hand, Jade Carlson was in a good mood, but she still felt suffocated when she thought of Purpleâs arrogance.
She was just an adopted daughter, even if she was a bit clever, she was still just a lowly adopted daughter. After marrying into the Summers family, there would be plenty of opportunities to deal with her.
With these thoughts in mind, Jade Carlson left with a light step.
That night.
A gentle breeze blew, and the low chirping of insects outside the house highlighted the quietness of the late night.
It would have been a beautiful evening, but Purple Summers was feeling anxious and frightened.
She was afraid that Alexander Summers would come again.
She locked the doors and windows, and after checking them carefully, Purple was still not at ease.
She looked around the room, chose a fairly heavy wooden chair, placed it at the door, and set a vase on top of it.
After all these arrangements, Purple finally breathed a little easier and turned off the lights to sleep.
She thought: Now he definitely wonât be able to get in, right?