Chapter 1059: Chapter 1059: Get Through It_1 Chapter 1059: Chapter 1059: Get Through It_1 Alexander Sumrs’s Sumrs Group, including the Howard Family he had once stayed with, had done many unscrupulous deeds; why had they never been sued?
Because no one dared to provoke people like them.
Take the incident with the Smith couple they were currently facing, for example. They could have easily sent soone to intimidate the Smith family with threats, phone harassnt, splashing paint and writing graffiti, kidnapping children, and even arson. Such heinous acts could drive anyone to the brink of breakdown. Who would dare to seek a lawyer for justice then?
Even if they found a lawyer, how could they ensure that the lawyer wasn’t bribed?
Representing justice to annihilate evil is sothing from cartoons; reality is despairing, and going against the grain only results in shattering oneself without any benefit.
But now, the situation was different.
Alexander Sumrs decided to beco a better man, to cleanse his reputation, to beco a good person.
Since he wanted to be a good person, he couldn’t use the old thods anymore; he needed to face the challenge head-on and stand trial in court—
However, judging by the current trend of public opinion, the chances of winning were slim.
Gambling breeds thievery, lechery brings murder. Throughout history and across the world, gambling has never been righteous. Many countries have enacted gambling prohibitions, to varying degrees, and even in Huaya Country, gambling is only legal in certain states and cities.
Alexander Sumrs lacked moral support from the start. Even if Oscar Smith’s suicide was none of his business, public sentint, once influenced by dia, could easily lead to a judgnt against Alexander.
In the following two days, public opinion fernted to a terrifying extent.
Online discussions were no longer limited to Alexander Sumrs and the Sumrs Group. Purple Sumrs was also implicated. Clearly, there were paid internet trolls inciting and stirring trouble, claiming the couple was birds of a feather, conniving in their deceit. Purple Sumrs Simonson would surely stop at nothing to acquit her husband!
Old news of Purple Sumrs manipulating the justice system was dug up once more.
People used the vilest of words to attack, insult, and vent their anger!
Christopher Simonson saw the news and let out a heavy sigh.
He lanted once again: how much better it would have been if she had married the pretty boy…
This public relations crisis was different from the last one—this ti there was a victim, and the victim was a pitiable orphan and a widowed mother, a vulnerable group.
People tend to instinctively side with the weaker party. To cleanse their image under such circumstances, they had to appear even weaker than their adversaries.
The president suggested that Purple Sumrs and Alexander Sumrs make a public apology, offer compensation, and lower their stance as much as possible—to a level where no one could find fault.
Purple Sumrs refused Christopher Simonson’s suggestion.
“Apologizing now is aningless. If we lose the lawsuit, public sentint will fernt even more,” Purple Sumrs said. “It’s better to apologize after we lose the case.”
But by then, would an apology still be useful?
Christopher Simonson wanted to persuade further, but Purple Sumrs had already hung up the call.
She knocked on the door of the teacher’s office and then entered, “Hello, I’m here to pick up my course evaluation.”
Purple Sumrs returned to Kingsley imdiately after New Year’s Day.
Victoria Morrison was writing sothing at her desk. Hearing the door, she looked up and sized up Purple Sumrs. Then she took a student evaluation from the desk and placed it on top.
Purple Sumrs picked it up, “Thank you.”
As she turned to leave, Victoria Morrison called out to her: “You seem to handle pressure well, unshaken even by being reviled by thousands. Are all cold-hearted people like you, not caring about what others say?”
Purple Sumrs’s steps faltered.
She knew that Victoria Morrison’s husband had died due to cyberbullying.
In Victoria Morrison’s eyes, she must seem deserving of retribution, right?
“I do care,” Purple Sumrs slowly turned around, her face expressionless as she looked at Victoria Morrison, “It makes angry, anxious, has questioning whether I really am the despicable person the internet says I am. Self-torture is the most painful. At tis like this, one must firmly tell themselves that everything they say is wrong, even if that ans deceiving oneself. Just endure it, and it will pass.”
Having said this, Purple Sumrs left the office with her report card.
Victoria Morrison watched her departing figure, tugging at the corner of her mouth with a bitter smile.
“For those who can’t endure it… what should they do?”
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