Chapter 677: Chapter 677: Poisonous Sche_1
Alexander Sumrs’s n, who often followed him in and out of the casino, knew that just one table there could rack up tens of millions in a single night.
When Lindsay Carpenter opened her mouth to ntion 30 thousand, it almost made them die of laughter.
It wasn’t surprising, though, as Kingsley had a more traditional atmosphere and indeed wasn’t as extravagant as Clearwater. And if you went even further south, to Pearlpoint City, it was a place of utterly decadent indulgence.
Purple Sumrs felt that openly mocking soone wasn’t nice, but she too displayed an attitude of disdain for money and generously said, “I’ll give you 75 thousand.”
Upon hearing this, Lindsay Carpenter’s eyes clearly changed. She ran her fingers through her wavy long hair, trying to appear calm, but couldn’t hide the excitent in her eyes.
“Ms. Sumrs, I didn’t an to trouble you on purpose,” Lindsay Carpenter’s eyes darted around, round and lively, “But since soone has already paid , if I don’t do anything and just go back, that wouldn’t be a good look, right…?”
Purple Sumrs couldn’t help laughing, finding this woman quite straightforward—as long as there was money involved, everything was negotiable.
“Worried about no evidence of my promise?” Purple Sumrs asked her with a smile, “What’s your bank account number?”
Lindsay Carpenter’s eyes flickered, she bit her red lips, half-doubting as she sized up Purple Sumrs, then recited a string of numbers.
Purple Sumrs used her phone to make a transfer, and in just over ten seconds, Lindsay Carpenter’s phone chid with a notification.
Her heart blossod with joy as she imdiately ran to the bedside to grab her phone—her screen showed that 30 thousand had just been deposited into her account!
“Didn’t you say 75 thousand!” Lindsay Carpenter blurted out.
“What’s the hurry?” Purple Sumrs said with a laugh, “How would I know if the money I’m spending is worth it if we don’t talk about it first?”
“It’s worth it!” Lindsay Carpenter said cheerfully, “Ms. Sumrs, please have a seat, let’s talk slowly. Would you like so tea? I also have cola, orange juice…”
As she spoke, she enthusiastically took out a cup, but then saw a dried-up little bug in it, and her smile turned awkward.
It seed the hygiene of the small hotel left much to be desired.
“I… I’ll go wash this,” Lindsay Carpenter said embarrassingly, turning to wash the cup, but was stopped by Purple Sumrs’s bodyguard.
“Our miss would drink from sothing in this place?” the bodyguard said with contempt.
“Yes, yes, Ms. Sumrs is of noble birth, how could she drink these things!” Lindsay Carpenter wasn’t angry at all; she actually hoped that Purple Sumrs would act even more high and mighty—the higher the airs she put on, the more money she had, and the more Lindsay could benefit!
The drastic change in Lindsay Carpenter’s attitudes amused Purple Sumrs.
“Ms. Carpenter, you’d better quickly clarify everything you have to say. I still need to make it to my morning class, and being late will get marked,” Purple Sumrs said.
Lindsay Carpenter, mindful of the remaining 45 thousand, imdiately told Purple Sumrs everything—
Soone had given her 15 thousand to co to Clearwater to find Purple Sumrs and harass her non-stop to make her agree to a lawsuit. If Purple Sumrs didn’t agree, then the plan was to tarnish her reputation, letting everyone know that Purple Sumrs saw death without helping, cold-hearted as iron and stone!
If everything went as planned, she would receive another 15 thousand afterwards.
Purple Sumrs laughed, “But what if I took the case?”
Lindsay Carpenter’s eyes widened slightly as she said, “Leon Brown would never let the case win. Then he would counter-sue you for conspiring with a nightclub sex worker to blackmail him, and your reputation would still be ruined!”
A lady of wealth, associating with lowly sex workers—that alone was a scandal.
Yet Purple Sumrs still felt that this tactic was a bit naïve—did they really think they could destroy her reputation with just Lindsay Carpenter?
“Ms. Sumrs, I’m just the beginning,” Lindsay Carpenter said, “Do you know what kind of people receive legal aid? The poor, the disabled, murderers, sex workers, addicts, the ntally ill… the scum from the slums. When they co flocking to you, will you be able to refuse them all? If you do, you’ll be seen as heartless and rich. If you accept, by associating with us, in the eyes of the wealthy, you’ll beco as low and filthy as we are!”
Only then did Purple Sumrs have a sudden realization.
This move wasn’t clumsy at all. It was ingenious, wickedly so!
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