Chapter 1068: Chapter 1068: Always Cared_1 Chapter 1068: Chapter 1068: Always Cared_1 Purple Summers looked at the members of the jury.

“If we delve deeper, Oscar Smith’s death… actually stemmed from this impetuous society. Some people have lost everything in the stock market, others have gone bankrupt and committed suicide after dealing with futures — such incidents are not uncommon in our society, are they?

Have we sued the stock market for compensating losses? Have we claimed damages from futures companies? We haven’t, because the courtroom is not the place to cure societal illnesses. It only needs to consider one thing —
Should Summers Group be held responsible for Oscar Smith’s suicide?

At the entrance of every casino in Pearlpoint City hangs a sign, which reads, ‘There’s no certainty in gambling, moderate bets for a pleasant mood, gamble with spare money, and maintain the nature of entertainment.’
The perils of gambling have never been about gambling itself, but rather when gamblers become addicted, losing control over their desires. Societal harm only occurs when a gambler’s losses exceed their financial capacity. If you agree with this view, you cannot deem Summers Group guilty simply for operating a casino, nor can you deem it guilty simply for making substantial profits.

This case is not about judging the wealth and power of Summers Group but about the relationship of responsibility. Oscar Smith’s suicide was a spontaneous and voluntary act, unrelated to the casino, unrelated to Summers Group. I hope you will consider this issue seriously after you return to the jury room.”

After finishing, Purple Summers let out a gentle breath.

She withdrew her gaze, no longer looking at the expressions of the jury members, and turned to return to her seat.

Just as she was about to sit down, Purple Summers pursed her lips and spoke again: “Once I knew a prosecutor who told me…

Before she took the judicial examination, she thought that the law was justice, a set of rules to balance society; then she became a prosecutor and realized she was justice, her words could determine whether a criminal would be imprisoned; later… she came to believe that the law exists to restrict those like her who self-proclaim to be just.”

A heart of justice is precious, but without the constraints of law, justice can become violence.”

Purple Summers sat down, concluding her speech.

The courtroom was silent, not a sound to be heard.

She didn’t know whether this silence was good or bad.

The judge asked the jury to go into the jury room for deliberations.

Deliberation time is usually unlimited. If the twelve members quickly agree, then the result is immediately known, but if one out of the twelve disagrees with the others, deliberations must continue until a unanimous decision is reached.

This could take as little as half an hour or, in some cases, as long as half a month.

Purple and Alexander Summers waited as usual in the lounge for news.

Unaware if the jury members were engaged in heated debate, the afternoon passed and there was still no news by evening.

Purple was both exhausted and anxious.

If the verdict wasn’t reached today, it would mean the issues remained unresolved, and public opinion would continue to ferment.

Just when she thought the results wouldn’t come out today, a court clerk pushed open the door of the lounge: “The jury has reached a verdict.”

Purple took a deep breath and looked at Alexander.

Alexander gripped Purple’s hand, noticing it was damp.

His heart tightened with empathy, and he gently embraced her, silently stroking her back as if to soothe and offer support.

The two returned to the courtroom.

The jury announced their decision —
“Charge one, whether the casino can be seen as a contributing factor to Oscar Smith’s death, we judge, no; Charge two, whether the casino should compensate the deceased’s family, we judge, no need.”

Suddenly, Purple felt a weight lifted from her shoulders.

The judge struck the gavel, “The court rules in favor of the defendant; the jury is dismissed, and the court thanks you for your service. The court is adjourned.”

The sounds of the crowd surged around her, and Purple’s mind buzzed chaotically, still somewhat in a daze.

… She won?

Alexander won’t have to pay? … Will people stop calling them the evil couple?

Tears fell unexpectedly.

It turns out she did care, she cared deeply.

She always cared!

“Purple!” Alexander held her tightly.