"He just sold the company and plans to use the money to make a comeback when the time is right. So, his wife wants a divorce and half of his property. How could he possibly agree? The company was just sold not long ago, and he hasnât even had the chance to transfer his assets. How could he be willing to divorce now?"
Jane Sampson sneered and smiled, "If I help persuade him, it means Iâve gone soft, and he still has a chance to use me again. In the future, he could still cling to me. Itâs ridiculous; whether they get divorced or not is their business. What does it have to do with me, an outsider? Why should Jane Sampson be responsible for someone elseâs life?"
"Donât be angry~ We wonât be angry~" Coco Edwards gently hugged Jane Sampson, feeling very sorry for her.
She had such biological parents, whereas Jane Sampson had such troublesome foster parents.
"Youâre no longer related to the Sampson Family, so you canât let these people from the Sampson Family affect your mood anymore. Jane, you should be happy and carefree." Coco Edwards patted Jane Sampsonâs back, "If youâre unhappy, your Father Black will worry about it."
"Iâm not angry." Jane Sampson firmly denied it. A few seconds later, she sighed again, "Just a little bit, really just a little bit."
After saying that, she smiled at Coco Edwards, "Iâm fine, letâs go. Iâll change clothes, then weâll go back to the hotel earlier to rest. Tomorrowâs mission isnât easy."
Having said this, Jane Sampson added, "Donât tell James about this, heâs very busy and tired in the guard team. I donât want him to be unhappy because of my little thing."
"Listening to you, after all, youâre my boss." Coco Edwards smiled and nodded in agreement.
After changing clothes, Jane Sampson and Coco Edwards got into the car together and headed back to the hotel.
Jane Sampson opened her mobile phone and discovered that James had sent her a WhatsApp message a little past eleven oâclock.
Call me when youâre back to the hotel after work. âJane Sampsonâs Mr. Black.
For some reason, when Jane Sampson saw this message from James, her first reaction was to turn and ask Coco Edwards, "I didnât do anything else wrong today, did I?"
"Why do you ask that?" Coco Edwards was dumbfounded by Jane Sampsonâs question.
"We had a video call this afternoon. I originally said that after filming, it would be late, and he sleeps early, so we wouldnât video call in the evening." Jane Sampson handed the mobile phone to Coco Edwards, "But he asked me to call him when I got back to the hotel at a little past eleven. My sixth sense is telling me, itâs not good news."
Harry Little Money, sitting in the co-pilot seat, turned around and shook his mobile phone, asking, "Sister Jane, is the video of you sneakily eating potato chips that got posted on the online forum something you consider a bad thing?"
"What?!" Jane Sampsonâs voice nearly lifted the car top.
"Thereâs a background actor in our film crew whoâs a die-hard fan of your online forum. The video of you sneakily eating potato chips was captured by her and posted on the forum. Everyone is saying youâre so cute. But I saw a reply from someone with the nickname Jane Sampsonâs Mr. Black, who responded with just one word, âHeh,â and a cold laugh expression, and it was around eleven oâclock."
Harry Little Money explained, "Since it was secretly filmed in the film crew, the poster doesnât allow the video to be posted elsewhere, so for now, no one has shared the video; only fans on the forum can see it."