Mr. Conrad Proposes To His Ex-wife Again

Chapter 949: It Seems Not the First Time?

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.

said, "Then I know, just

about to leave, "Are you sure that

police to investigate. I'm just responsible for

Steve is suspicious, whether he is the murder or

not understand.

his voice. "Have you thought that what if his wife's death is related to him? What will he do

head and smiled. "Can I perceive your words as that you are

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

This is just a private chat. I

she spoke, her phone

it and waved at

stood in place, touched his eyebrows,

the car, Donald took something from the storage box but saw

was no longer any Daphne

picked up the pen cap again and looked at it carefully under the sunlight,

...

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

over. "Donald, are you waiting for

his phone, and glanced

to stand before him,

eaten yet? I'll treat you, if not, to thank you for saving me

Donald didn't refuse. "Okay."

fast food. Is it okay

"Fast food is fine."

Donald was

and didn't say

heating was on, and it was a

Daphne subconsciously

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

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

at the corner of Donald's forehead

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