Jane Sampson shrugged, "In this world of several billion people, some like a certain perfume and some donât, isnât that normal? I canât expect everyone in the world to like it just because I do."
Jane Sampsonâs expression was very calm, "Just like Jillian doesnât like it, she canât expect everyone in the world to dislike it either. Itâs the same principle. I like that perfume not only because it truly smells good but also because it was a gift from James Black. Because of the giver, this perfume holds a special significance for me, hence, I am biased towards it."
Having said that, Jane Sampson looked up at James Carter and smiled softly, "Mr. Carter, if you have a chance to meet Jillian, you can tell her that this perfume was a gift from my husband. Being a girl herself, she might understand the significance of this perfume."
"Itâs true, you girls are all romantics," James Carter laughed along, "Perhaps after telling her, she might change her opinion of this perfume, but it is true that the person who gives it can impart a different significance."
Jane Sampson just smiled and remained silent, knowing that James Carter had not understood the underlying meaning in her words.
But thatâs alright, as long as Jillian understands.
If Jillian knew, she might indeed change her opinion but not towards liking the perfume.
Instead, she would dislike it even more.
As they spoke, both of them arrived at the conference entrance, got down from the car, and Jane Sampson handed her coat to Lucy Brisk who was waiting at the doorway. James Carter gracefully bent down to adjust her skirt hem, as her improved cheongsam with a trailing skirt looked very elegant.
After verifying the invitation at the entrance, Jane Sampson entered, arm in arm with James Carter.
Not even three meters inside, they reached the starting point of the red carpet. As soon as Jane Sampson and James Carter appeared at the door, all the media inside quickly shifted their cameras towards them.
"Mr. Carter, Ms. Sampton, could you please look at our camera so we can take a few photos?"
"Mr. Carter, Ms. Sampton, could we interview you about your feelings attending this music festival today?"
James Carter and Jane Sampson cooperatively stood there, smiling towards the camera direction for a few seconds, before James Carter began to answer a few questions. Jane Sampson, wearing a light smile all along, showed no intention of grabbing the microphone to speak. After James Carter had answered two questions, the two of them slowly walked further inside.
Thanks to James Carter, Jane Sampsonâs seat this time was very close to the front, near the stage. Although the view was good, Jane Sampson couldnât help but complain internally that it was too close; it wasnât convenient to wear a coat while sitting so close, as it didnât look good on camera.
It seemed unlikely to sneak away midway.
Alas, miscalculation.
With James Carter there, and now with Jane Sampsonâs popularity here, as soon as they sat down, naturally people came over to strike up a conversation.
As the Queen of Songs, Mair Williams naturally received an invitation too. She arrived a bit earlier than Jane Sampson and was waiting for her after taking her seat.
After that banquet, Mair Williams had been busy, and so had Jane Sampson, and they hadnât met since.
Now, finally together again, Mair Williams immediately switched places with someone to sit next to Jane Sampson. After greeting James Carter, Mair Williams started chatting with Jane Sampson.