Coco Edwards paid special attention to the term "little demon" and turned to glance at Jane Sampson.
"Itās nothing," James Black said dismissively, ready to move past the subject, "Next time I see Alexander Forest, Iāll deal with him. Heās just utterly boring all day long."
"Alexander Forest is quite wronged," Jane tapped her head, "Itās my fault for drinking too much that day and forgetting about it. When I saw Alexander Forest at the clubhouse, I asked him about the text message. Alexander said it wasnāt from him; heās not that bored. I thought about telling you right then, but drinking leads to trouble. If you hadnāt mentioned it today, I would have completely forgotten about this incident."
Jane continued, "Alexander Forest said he loves to tease, but he wouldnāt send a message that could affect a friendās marriage. I also think that although Alexander sometimes likes to joke, he probably isnāt the kind of person to cross the line."
"The most important thing," Jane went on, "is that with Alexanderās character, if it really was him, the day we blocked him, he wouldāve immediately used his phone to call us and righteously ask you why you blocked his new number."
That was something Alexander Forest would do.
Being blocked and staying silent just wasnāt in Alexanderās nature.
Actually, James had already guessed it wasnāt Alexander, but he feared that explaining it to Jane over the phone wouldnāt be clear enough and she might become displeased. With her being far away, he wouldnāt be able to soothe her.
So he had laid the blame on Alexander, but he hadnāt expected Jane to be so perceptive at this moment, nor had he expected that Jane had asked Alexander about that text message when she was at the clubhouse that day.
"Read it to me. Donāt tell me itās another message asking you to guess who itās from?" Jane huffed, "Read it, read it."
"Thereās nothing worth reading. Iāll have someone check who owns this number," James replied in a muted voice.
"..." At this point, if Jane Sampson couldnāt guess that the messages James received today were even more flirtatious than the last one, then her IQ would be in the negatives.
Very angry.
Extremely angry.
Jane, upset, sat thumping the back of the sofa, "James, there are serious consequences when Iām angry."
"How serious?" James asked with a low chuckle.
"So serious that Iām scared myself," Jane said coyly, "Iām warning you seriously, if you donāt read it, I will actually get angry. And if I get angry, Iāll stop talking to you, Iāll block you!"
Over there, Peter Gingery was sitting right next to James. There were no other sounds in the room. As long as Peter leaned in quietly towards James, he could make an effort to listen and hear what James and Jane were discussing on the phone.
Upon hearing that Jane wanted to listen to the content of the text message, Peter couldnāt help but be amused.
Then, without fear, he raised his voice to the phone and said, "Mr. Black, hello. Although Iām sad you blocked me once, itās okay, I wonāt get angry. Mr. Black, you must have finished dinner by now, right? After training the whole day, you must be very tired, right? I truly have deep sympathy for Mr. Black. So, Mr. Black, you must take good care of yourself! The weather is dry recently, remember to drink more water, Mr. Black!"
After speaking, Peter darted out of the room and closed the door behind him.
Jane, on the other end of the phone, heard everything loud and clear, and her heart was indeed churning with acidity.