After Daphne left the building, she was immediately pulled to a less crowded place.

She asked in confusion, "Donald?"

Donald looked around before frowning and said, "Why are you here?"

Daphne pulled her backpack. "My editor-in-chief received an exclusive and asked me to trace it."

Saying of this, she hurriedly added. "Don't worry. I'm just doing my job. It will definitely not affect you."

Donald kept frowning. "I don't mean that, and I'm not skimmed off with you intentionally."

Daphne laughed. "I know you are strict and will not be interfered with by external factors, especially when working."

Donald answered nothing.

He wasn't as good as she said.

After a moment of silence, Donald asked, "Do you really want to follow this case?"

Daphne nodded. "The editor-in-chief assigns this. Steve…"

After a pause, Daphne hesitantly continued, "Are you going to argue for his innocence in court?"

Donald set his mouth in a grim line, "Sorry, I can't tell you this."

Daphne immediately said, "It's okay. I was just casually asking."

After thinking about it, Daphne said, "According to the police investigation and the interview I just did, I think there's something wrong with him."

Donald said slowly, knowing what she meant, "He is my client."

Daphne understood his intention.

Defending one's client was the most basic professionalism of a lawyer.

just like what Donald said, let's do our

about to leave, "Are you sure that Steve killed his

police to investigate. I'm just responsible for finding

he is the

did not

you thought that what if his wife's death is related to him? What will he do to you if

head and smiled. "Can I perceive your words as that you are telling

arm loosened, not expecting to be

laughed, "Don't worry. This is just a private

she spoke, her

at Donald. "I'll leave

his

in the car, Donald took something from the storage box

was no

and looked at it carefully under the sunlight, wondering what was

...

evening, after Daphne finished meeting friends of Steve's wife, she saw from afar an upright figure, half leaning in front of the car

are you

his phone, and glanced at the two

before him, Donald said, "Just

eaten yet? I'll treat you, if not, to thank you for saving me

Donald didn't refuse. "Okay."

fast food. Is it okay

"Fast food is fine."

Donald was about

smiled and didn't

heating was on, and it was a

the seat, Daphne subconsciously tugged at

fell on the scar on her neck,

scarf up and smiled, "I'm okay. I applied for ointment yesterday.

that, she looked at the corner of Donald's

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