The paper bag contained a brand new women's suit jacket.
"Thank you." Purple Summers took it, immediately taking off her school uniform jacket and replacing it with the clothes inside.
After that, she took out her prepared eyebrow pencil and other makeup products, and applied her makeup in the car. With just a few strokes, her eyebrows became sharp and her entire demeanor matured.
Marcel Jefferson, who was driving, felt a kind of excitement, as if he were about to go to battle.
"What's our strategy for today?"
"Just watch her make a fool of herself." Purple Summers smiled.
"Huh?" Marcel Jefferson glanced at Purple Summers through the rearview mirror. She looked calm, showing no signs of nervousness.
On the contrary, it was him, sweating non-stop from his palms.
He had been in court before, but never felt this nervous. Marcel Jefferson was ashamed, feeling like he was inferior to a child.
...But Purple Summers was no ordinary child.