Speaking of which, Mair Williams stood there, frustrated, "No way, tonight I must grab that black face and give him a beating to vent this anger! If I donāt let this anger out, Iām afraid Iāll end up with internal injuries."
Jane Sampson was dumbfounded, "But Liam Woody hasnāt annoyed you, why would you hit him?"
"Heās my boyfriend, okay? Do I need a reason to hit him?" Mair Williams asked, "Just like you want to hit your President Black, do you need a reason?"
Jane Sampson blinked her eyes, speechless. What could she do?
"I say, little Jane, arenāt you upset?" Mair Williams poked Jane Sampsonās mobile phone, "This is the most pitiful time the team Sister-in-laws have been slandered! Really, no matter how Jillian Carter cleans up her image, Iām fine with it, but pulling in the term āteam Sister-in-laws,ā I canāt agree with that!"
"But she really is a team Sister-in-law," Jane Sampson helplessly spread her hands, "Whoever set her up with that marketing team knew what they were doing."
Jane Sampson had to give them credit for thinking to use Jillian Carterās identity as a team Sister-in-law, leveraging netizensā respect for the profession and status of defenders to clean up the image. This marketing team is really impressive, leaving no stone unturned.
They can turn any black coal into a glowing diamond.
"Yes, she is a team Sister-in-law, I canāt refute that, but she even parades her own brother and mother around, isnāt that disgusting? Plus, claiming the Carter Familyās reputation, isnāt she afraid of tarnishing it! Seriously, after relying on her brother and mother, she relies on her husband next, how does Jillian Carter have such good luck? Why are there so many people for her to lean on?"
If it were in the past, Mair Williams might not have been so angry, but now, her boyfriend is a defender. She really can understand the difficulties and hardships defenders and their relatives face, so she strongly resents Jillian Carterās behavior of exploiting the team Sister-in-law status.
Itās like all the hardships of team Sister-in-laws around the world are sung by Jillian Carter alone.
"No way, I have to say something to counter this." Mair Williams followed Jane Sampson into the house, cursing all the while, "You, the old team Sister-in-law didnāt say anything, yet sheās only been a team Sister-in-law for a few days and sheās already jumping around. Itās annoying to watch, both are team Sister-in-laws, yet you know how to protect your Investor Blackās privacy, while all Jillian Carter does is use the people around her for personal gain."
"Mair, donāt act impulsively and get involved right now." Jane Sampson reached out and snatched Mair Williamsā mobile phone, "Youāre not allowed to post anything on Twitter. Donāt confront Jillian Carter head-on at this time. The marketing team she found this time is very sophisticated. If you dare to confront Jillian Carter, theyāll dare to slap a label on you for disrespecting defenders and their relatives."
"So weāre just going to sit back and watch her jump around all over the internet?" Mair Williams sat angrily on the sofa.
"All things in moderation, by exploiting her team Sister-in-law status too much, sheāll also attract othersā resentment. Besides, Jillian Carterās character wonāt change simply because the marketing accounts say sheās cultured and reasonable. Once she cleans up this time, the next time something comes up, itāll be even harder for her to clean up and sheāll face a worse fall."
Jane Sampson patted Mair Williamsā impatient head, then withdrew her hand, forming a fist and turning it around, "So, just wait and see. Not to brag, but in terms of acting skills, I am definitely confident that I can press her down on the floor, rub and rub again!"