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Chapter 262: 262: Injustice

Marcel Jefferson looked out the car window briefly before turning back to her, lowering his voice, “Someone from the Graves Family came to me.”

Purple Summers widened her eyes, half surprised, half speechless, “Did they read the news and decided to hire you for their lawsuit? It’s outrageous. They should be looking for a lawyer more familiar with the case, instead of just hiring a famous one.”

“Rich people can do whatever they want.” Marcel Jefferson smiled.

Purple Summers frowned in disagreement, asking, “So why did you come to me?”

After a brief pause, Purple Summers’s voice could not help but rise, “You didn’t agree to represent them, did you?! Are you crazy?!”

“No, no! How dare I?!” Marcel Jefferson immediately shook his head, his face turning difficult, “But… it’s hard to refuse, isn’t it? That’s the Graves Family, I can’t afford to offend them being a small lawyer…”

“So, you neither agreed nor disagreed?” Purple Summers looked at him skeptically, “What is happening?”

Marcel Jefferson was at his wit’s end, so he decided to tell Purple Summers everything.

As it turns out, Marcel Jefferson and his team went to a celebratory dinner after their invitation to Iris Maple’s banquet. Many had left his law firm, and the remaining few had weathered the firm’s crises together. To him, it was not an ordinary bond, and he deemed it appropriate to have a gathering just among themselves.

At the onset of the dinner, a waiter brought ten top-grade king crabs, which stunned everyone!

Ten top-grade king crabs!

Although Marcel Jefferson was an employer and a lawyer, his small firm wasn’t really making a lot of money. He would never dare to splurge on ten king crabs just to treat his employees!

Marcel Jefferson thought the waiter had made a mistake, but then the waiter told him that they were a gift from someone who admired his work in clearing the innocent. The little token was not meant to serve as formal respect.

After resolving the case, Marcel Jefferson had indeed received flowers and presents from many of the public. Still, this was the first time anyone had sent him king crabs. He assumed it was just some altruistic tycoon and didn’t think any more of it.

However, after the dinner, a steward of the Graves Family came to see him.

Like a commoner being summoned by a royal relative in ancient times, Marcel Jefferson had no right to refuse. And he had just feasted on the king crabs; it stands to reason, he knew now where they came from.

“I was really nervous initially, but they were quite friendly. They wanted me to join their legal team and provide some advice,” Marcel Jefferson said to Purple Summers, “They were polite, humble. If I refused, it would be considered disrespectful. I could potentially offend them! So, I told them that I was not familiar with the case and would make a decision after reviewing the documents.”

Purple Summers thought to herself: You haven’t seen their ruthless side yet. They’re treating you nicely because they need your help now.

“But I really don’t want to do it.” Marcel Jefferson poured out his resentment to her, “I’m seen as a crusader for justice now. How can I help a scum like Gerald Graves? My firm has finally built up some good reputation…”

Marcel Jefferson was in a dilemma.

Having chosen to be a lawyer, he surely has the aspiration to uphold justice. However, he’s no longer a naive student fresh out of school. He understands that he’s no match for the powerful families as a nobody.

“You don’t have to feel guilty. I suspect the second young master of the Graves may actually be wronged.” Purple Summers said.

Marcel Jefferson looked at her incredulously, “How do you know?”