Mr Conrad Proposes to His Ex wife Again

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.

know, just like what Donald said,

was about to leave, "Are you sure that Steve

to the police to investigate. I'm just responsible

Steve is suspicious, whether he is the murder or not, you

not

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

Daphne tilted her head and smiled. "Can I perceive your words as that you are telling me the

his grip on her arm loosened, not expecting to be trapped by her

"Don't worry. This is just a private chat. I

she spoke, her phone

and waved at Donald.

touched his

the

there was no longer any Daphne

and looked at it carefully under the sunlight, wondering what

...

an upright figure, half leaning in front of the car at her apartment, looking through the

are you waiting for

away his phone, and glanced at the two people

to stand before him, Donald

yet? I'll treat you, if not,

Donald didn't refuse. "Okay."

are some simple, fast food. Is it okay if

"Fast food is fine."

a restaurant that she often went to, and after they had ordered, Donald was about to pay when Daphne had already

and didn't say

was on, and it was a little

on the seat, Daphne

eyes fell on the scar on her neck, and concerned, "Did you go to the hospital

he was talking about, she pulled the scarf up and smiled, "I'm okay. I applied for ointment

the corner of Donald's