"Here, Thomas Lancaster," Yvette Quick pointed at Thomas.
"Donāt be sad, brother will take you into society this evening," Alexander Forest patted Thomasās shoulder with a sly smile on his face.
"Who would believe that?" Yvette shook her head. James Black, Thomas, and Alexander were the same age, and even though they didnāt look greasy, strictly speaking, they could be considered middle-aged.
At their age, still pure-hearted?
Scamming fools, but even fools wouldnāt believe it.
"Off you go, you little lass, youāre too unlikable," Thomas said, pulling his hand back and pretending to push Yvette, who was next to him, away in a fit of embarrassed rage.
"By the way, little Jane, why didnāt you bring Bright Sampton?" Yvette asked. "I havenāt seen him in a long time. Based on his age, he must be at university by now, right?"
"Yes, he was at university, but he took a break these days to play e-sports. He got everyone in the house so upset that theyāre about to kick him out and cut ties with him." Jane Sampson smiled helplessly. "I talked to him halfway here; he said thereās a meeting at the base during dinner, but if he could make it, he would come later when we go to the clubhouse to play."
"He hasnāt turned ugly, has he?" Thomas teasingly continued, "He used to be quite a handsome little brother as a kid."
"Heās still handsome." Jane Sampson wasnāt boasting, "With me as his role model sister, of course, he looks good just like me, from childhood to adulthood."
Yvette paused when she heard Jane say this, but then quickly recovered and masked her expression. She patted Janeās shoulder and shook her head, "Youāve gotten even more vain than when you were a kid."
Even Thomas looked at Jane Sampson a bit more surprisingly than before.
Back when they were kids, Jane could easily boast about herself as a flower, shamelessly making everyone burst out laughing.
But later on, Jane wasnāt like that anymore.
When she married James Black, she was quiet and barely spoke during their wedding feast. After attending Jane and James Blackās marriage feast, Thomas and Yvette flew back to university together, and Yvette even sighed, pitying that the mischievous little Jane Sampson could never come back.
"Now only Nina Rice and Peter Gingery havenāt arrived yet; letās order the food." Thomas handed the menu to James Black, "Yvette and I have ordered what we wanted to eat. Take a look at the menu and see what you want to order for yourselves."
Since everyone was so familiar, no one bothered with formalities.
Jane Sampson took the menu, spread the notebook on the table, and nudged James Black, who was sitting next her. Her head was almost resting against his chest, her little hand pointing here and there on the menu, and occasionally looking up to discuss with James whether the dishes looked good.
His palm rested gently on her head no matter what she said, nodding along, letting her lead, until she had finished ordering and passed the menu to Peter Gingery. Only then did James withdraw his hand and calmly placed it back on the table.
Thomas and Yvette watched, stunned by the coupleās show of affection over such a small matter as ordering food, together oozing a sweetness that was almost suffocating.
"By the way, little Jane, why did you suddenly decide to become an actor?" Yvette had been wanting to ask Jane Sampson this ever since she returned from abroad, and now that she saw Jane, she finally got the chance to ask.