"After all, she grew up outside the family; it's normal for her to be heartless and thoughtless," the old lady said sarcastically at the dinner table.
Old Master Simonson glared at her sternly.
The old master also felt disheartened, but considering the bigger picture, now was not the time to fuss over such trifles. He hoped that the family could unite to overcome the crisis rather than backstab each other at a critical moment.
At that moment, Violet Nelson spoke, "Great-uncle, last time Mr. Rieste said that there's a high chance of winning the case. If we can prove that the criminal is someone else, not only could we help my aunt's younger brother to be exonerated, but it would also indirectly prove that my uncle was framed."
Upon hearing this, Old Master Simonson perked up, "Rieste said we could win the case?"
Violet nodded, "Yes, great-uncle, Mr. Rieste has won three thousand three hundred cases and has never been defeated. If he says we can win, then we definitely will."
