Not knowing that Everett was calling Arielle, the two jury members kept looking for the grandmaster, as they thought he or she should be at least sixty years old.
Yet, there was only one young girl standing before their eyes.
Could it be...
While the jury members were still trying to process their thoughts, Everett stood in front of Arielle and greeted her once again in excitement, “You're here, Grandmaster.”
Arielle nodded in response. “I'll leave the case to you, Ev.”
“It's my honor. Besides, it's clear that Henrick had committed a felony. If the other judges were to handle his case, I'm sure they would not let him off easily too.”
The two jury members were still in disbelief. Not only were they taken aback by how young the woman was, but they were also stunned when she called him Ev.
Did someone call the country's youngest judge Ev? And the judge, who's usually stern and taciturn, is okay with that?Who is she?
The jury members followed right behind and asked, “Sir, is she the chess expert Grandmaster you told me before?”
Everett nodded and responded with a rare smile, “Hard to believe, right?”
They nodded. “We couldn't really tell.”
Suddenly, one of them exclaimed, “Are you sure this is the ambassador of Soir Coffee? Are you... Ms. Moore?”
Arielle nodded. “Yup. That's me.” “Oh, wow! You look even prettier in person!” The jury was in awe of Arielle's beauty.
“Thank you.” Arielle's lips curled into a smile. She then put on a serious look and added, “I'm sure you need to prepare for the hearing as it's about to start soon. I'm going to go now.”
“All right, Grandmaster.” Everett bowed and sent Arielle off.
After the latter had left, Everett reverted to his stern self. “Let's go.”
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