The most beautiful judicial candidate resembles a hot presidential candidate; it's a topic that's often brought up for teasing lately.
Caitlin Carter was well aware of it, but since these two people were worlds apart with no interaction, she had never considered it.
"Violet, where did you get this information?" Caitlin asked, her heart in suspense, unable to believe the claim, "Is there any evidence?"
Violet Nelson had no evidence. She was only trying to sow doubt in Caitlin's mind, so she spouted nonsense.
"Her face is the best evidence. Aunt, you're just too kind. Purple Summers wants to use this opportunity to get close to you and then cozy up to our family!" Violet Nelson watched Caitlin's expression, probing, "Think about it. She represents you in court, out of gratitude you would surely treat her well, and she looks a lot like Uncle. With such back-and-forth, wouldn't you consider acknowledging her as a goddaughter?..."
This was what Violet Nelson minded the most.