There were many journalists waiting outside the courthouse when Quinn left, probably
waiting for Cordy and John.
She took no notice, and strode past them calmly since she never drew much
attention. Any attempts to interview her were met with a scowl and sharp retorts that
left them dumbstruck.
As time went by, the reporters no longer cared about her.
But today, just as she was about to leave, one of the journalists stopped her. “Ms.
With that, other journalists began to flock toward them-they must have been waiting
for a while, but got restless since the key figures of the trial were not leaving. As such,
they had to make do and ask her about the trial
Quinn appeared solemn and gave the journalists a cool stare.
One of them asked, “Ms. Summer, were you watching the entire trial? As a legal
advisor, could you give us a simple breakdown of the trial?”
Quinn shot him a look and said forthrightly, ‘The judges’ verdict is the final answer of
the trial. That’s the verdict, and there is nothing that needs to be broken down.”
“There were alleged to be multiple dramatic reversals in that trial. What do you think
about those, as a legal advisor?”
“No comment.” i
“Could you give us some legal insight as to what charges possibly await the Stuarts?”
“I’m unable to do so,” Quinn replied, aloof as ever. “I am in no position to offer any
comment about what the Stuarts may face because the verdict is up to the judges.”
Her retorts quickly killed the journalists’ interest.
While Quinn would answer any questions, she simply refused to give the answers
they would want.
But just as the journalists had no intention of wasting time on Quinn, one of the
journalists suddenly asked, “We just saw Sam Saunders leave with Bob Davis. Why
aren’t you with him?”
Like most other journalists, he was tactless about the questions he should ask, even if
it appeared vulgar and disreputable-as long as it would draw the public’s attention.
To make things worse, Quinn was more or less affected when she heard Sam’s name,
and it registered on her face.
The journalist obviously noticed it too and quickly pressed, ‘Ms. Summer, rumor has it
that Sam Saunders is frequently photographed showing up at red-light districts and
messing around with women. Is that acceptable to you?”
Quinn pursed her lips but replied, “Everyone should lead their life the way they like. If
that’s how Sam likes it, he should be allowed to do as he pleases.”
“Do you really not care? You’re married to him. Don’t you find that behavior
“That’s a matter concerning us as husband and wife, and I have no obligation to
answer,’ Quinn replied, but her expression was clearly darker.
“Areyou avoiding the issue, Ms. Summer? It’s obvious from your reaction that you’re
unhappy with Mr. Saunders’ behavior. Are you allowing him to indulge himself
because you can’t keep him in line? Have you not thought about divorce? Perhaps it’s
because you covet the Saunders’ family fortune?”
“Please understand that what you’re doing is slander, and it’s within my legal rights to
defend my honor,” Quinn retorted.
“Are you feeling angry, Ms. Summer? I’m just trying to help you with the truth, and you
should get off your high horse here. Why don’t you be honest that you’re deferring to
Mr. Saunders because you want the Saunders’
family fortune, even cheapening yourself since he never cared about you-”
Sam suddenly appeared out of nowhere, punching the journalist who kept pressuring
Quinn and knocking him off his feet!
The scene immediately erupted into chaos as everyone including Quinn was stunned
by Sam’s sudden attack, and she watched as he bellowed furiously, “How dare you
mess with my wife?!”
A Life Debt Repaid by Cheng Xiaocheng Chapter 519