The two elders still being alive would mean the Sampton Familyâs company wouldnât collapse so quickly. After all, with the eldersâ connections, they could always be of use. Take Jane Sampson, for instance. If both elders were still around, she wouldnât have decisively severed all ties with the Sampton Family.
"Itâs all fate." Peter Gingery sighed deeply, "If people donât fall hard enough to bleed when theyâre young, how would they ever know they were just a club before, right?"
Brooke Black glanced at her son, giving a forced smile, "You little brat, whose tone are you copying when you speak? Want a spanking?"
"Dad! Control your wife, sheâs about to hit me with domestic violence!" Peter Gingery quickly hopped away from Brookeâs hand.
"The slapâs not landing on me, why should I care if she wants to engage in domestic violence? Anyway, my wife treats me gently." Father Gingery cheerfully sat back, enjoying the show, with no intention of helping his biological son.
"???" Peter Gingery had a horrified expression, "I think you must have picked me up from a trash can while you were out walking."
"Nonsense, do your mom and I look like the type whoâd pick up trash from a can?" Father Gingery scolded, "Keep babbling, and Iâll have your mom hit you harder."
"Your dadâs right. You were dragged home from the trash dump by the Great General." Brooke Black joined in the laughter this time.
"I say you two should stop it; there are still a bunch of people sitting here, itâs nauseating." Harper Black said dismissively, rolling his eyes at his sister and brother-in-law.
He then continued, "If we get a court summons in a few days, Brooke, have the companyâs Legal Department arrange a lawyer to play with that guy named Sampson. I want to see if heâll laugh or cry when he finds out Jane Sampson isnât dead."
Peter Gingery patted the distressed face of Bright Sampton comfortingly, "Forget it, with a dad like that, itâs right not to acknowledge him. Donât be sad, come, give your brother a smile."
"Get away." Bright Sampton awkwardly turned away. No matter what, it was still his biological father. Doing such things left Bright Sampton disheartened and deeply distressed.
Even though itâs been a long time since Jane Sampson got into trouble, Father Sampton never called to check on her. That was one thing, but it turned out he was still secretly hung up on Jane Sampsonâs money.
Bright Sampton was overwhelmed with sadness.
The father who loved him dearly as a child has now really become unrecognizable.
The next day, as dawn broke, Brooke Black left the Black Family residence with Peter Gingery and Bright Sampton.
Their departure wasnât exactly low-key, so some curious reporters caught the three at the airport, and soon enough, news spread online. Everyone knew that the Black Family members, along with Jane Sampsonâs brother, were once again going to claim the remains to bring the real Jane Sampson home.
Since there were no outsiders at the Black Familyâs, Jane Sampson sat in the living room after breakfast to rest. The Great Generalâs family just lay quietly asleep at her feet, not making any noise.
Old Master Black, worried Jane might be bored, set up a chess game and asked her to play with him. As a result, Jane was unpleasantly beaten by Old Master Black all morning.
"Grandfather, youâre so infuriating. Iâm never playing chess with you again. Iâve decided to have James Black come play with you in the future." Jane Sampsonâs temper flared after losing all morning, pouting with displeasure, yet still playfully whining, "You donât even give me a chance, Iâve lost for a whole morning."