Chapter 583: Chapter 583: Not Intentionally Keeping You in Suspense_1

“What high? High what?” Jane McCain still didn’t understand, “So what if you know Camilla Farrell? Does it have anything to do with this case?”

Allan Rivera smiled, shook his head, and started the car.

As the car drove onto the open road, Purple Summers explained to Jane McCain, “Camilla Farrell is a women’s rights activist and a good friend of the president of the Women’s Rights Protection Federation. She has many collaborative projects with them. In situations like the Douglas Family’s, it’s useless to go to the police, you have to ask the Women’s Rights Protection Federation for help.”

Purple Summers said, flashing a slight smile, and then continued, “So, you see, I wasn’t trying to be mysterious just now, it’s just that this could really offend people. If I had told Norman Douglas, the Justice outright, I’m afraid he would have blown his top right there, haha.”

Jane McCain suddenly understood.

Purple Summers was planning to whisk away someone’s wife and child; of course, she couldn’t tell them directly, or wouldn’t that make enemies?

“If the Women’s Rights Protection Federation gets involved, they really might divorce.” Jane McCain thought for a moment and sighed softly, “A divorce would be good… Living in constant fear and on guard, even if not depressed will turn into real depression. And as long as they get divorced, the killer hiding in the Douglas Household probably won’t be able to harm Mrs. Douglas’s children anymore.”

“How did your investigation go today?” Allan Rivera, who was driving in front, asked.

“Not bad,” Purple Summers’s smile faded a bit, “I have someone in mind, but it’ll take time to verify. Right now, the most pressing issue is to quickly help Mrs. Douglas move away. We can’t allow her and her child to stay in that kind of place any longer. Even if the killer doesn’t strike again, Mrs. Douglas’s mental state will break down sooner or later.”

A hint of a smile appeared on Allan Rivera’s poker face. He glanced at Purple Summers through the rearview mirror, his eyes filled with admiration.

“Nicely done, it wasn’t in vain that I fought for so long for you guys,” he said with a smile, “Looks like when you join the Prosecutor’s Office, I’ll have to be ready to poach you.”

When assigning interns, prosecutors could use some internal connections to get first pick of the interns. Securing a capable intern assistant could greatly improve their work efficiency.

That Allan Rivera would say such a thing was an obvious sign of affirmation that Purple Summers was a promising talent.

But for Suzanne Saunders, who had trained him, the feelings were complex at that moment.

Jane McCain immediately asked, “Who’s the killer?”

“I can’t say just yet,” apologised Purple Summers with a smile, “I have no evidence, just personal speculation. I need some more proof to confirm it’s that person.”

“You can tell me your guess, I promise I won’t tell anyone,” Jane McCain was extremely curious.

Purple Summers helplessly responded, “An accusation without solid evidence is too childish to mention. If I’m wrong, I’ll regret my irresponsible words and actions every day.”

Jane McCain, feeling dejected, leaned back and exclaimed, “This is too frustrating! Who exactly killed Mrs. Douglas’s child, ah! I really want to know!”

“It won’t be much longer,” Purple said, “You’ll know soon enough, at most… well, at most a month.”

“That’s still a long time,” Jane McCain glared at Purple Summers with grievance, “Purple, just tell me. Otherwise, I’m going to lose sleep over it.”

“Telling you now wouldn’t help,” Purple Summers laughed, “What if I’m wrong! If the killer turns out to be someone else, you’ll really lose sleep then!”

Seeing Purple Summers firmly unwilling to reveal the answer, Jane McCain was thoroughly frustrated, sighing heavily all the way in the car.

Allan Rivera drove to drop Jane McCain home first, then took Purple Summers back.

Before Purple Summers got out of the car, Allan Rivera called out to her, asking, “Does Mrs. Douglas know who’s out to harm her?”

Purple Summers nodded, “She knows. That’s why she’s so afraid.”

Allan Rivera pondered for a moment, then said goodbye to Purple Summers, “Thank you for today. Once the Women’s Rights Protection Federation steps in, we’ll meet again.”

By then, the truth should come to light.