Compensation of $300, utterly incapable of remedying the elder's harm.
A suspended sentence of one year, essentially a token punishment unless Milton Fletcher behaves improperly, there would be no time served.
Thus calculated...
It appears, I lost.
Purple Summers was escorted out of the court by her bodyguard, lost in thought along the way.
Reporters kept pressing her with questions—
"Ms. Simonson! Are you satisfied with the court's verdict? Do you have anything to say?"
"Does this court hearing count as your first defeat? What impact will it bring to you?"
"Did you expect such a result? Ms. Simonson, please share your feelings on losing the case..."
The world before her eyes suddenly brightened, the light from outside piercing her eyes, Purple Summers narrowed them reflexively, and after a moment, once adjusted, she noticed today's sun was exceptionally brilliant, the sky extraordinarily vast, without a single cloud.
