"Charlotte Miller, as a woman, don’t you understand that once things are exposed, it would be a catastrophe for Miss. Sampson? It doesn’t matter if her career is over, but what about everything else? You think it’s all over just because you said it didn’t happen? Who do you think you are? Knowing Miss. Sampson’s status yet daring to plot against her like this—who gave you the audacity?"
Ever since Charlotte Miller traded Julie Sampton for Jas Black’s phone number and considering the text ssages Charlotte Miller had sent him alone before, Jas guessed what Charlotte Miller was plotting.
"I was wrong, I truly realize my mistake, please let go, I beg of you..." Charlotte Miller sobbed and pleaded, "I won’t dare again, I will never dare again."
"Why didn’t you think about letting others off back then? Whatever the outco, it’s nothing but the fruits of your own doings," the man said, and then gave Brother August a cue with his eyes.
——
Jane Sampson couldn’t find out any ssages from Peter Gingery since Jas Black had been away for several days.
In the past few days, Jane Sampson’s phone still occasionally received text ssages from that number, which Peter Gingery forwarded to who knows whom.
Jane Sampson’s shooting in King Town ended on the tenth day after Jas Black left, and after three more days of reshooting in City of Princess Tree with Peter Gingery, they both returned to Capital Province together.
The last ti Jane left Capital Province, it was still autumn, and by the ti she returned this ti, winter had already arrived.
Upon returning to Capital Province, Peter Gingery didn’t imdiately return to the guard team but went to Black Residence with Jane first.
Knowing they were coming back, Aunt Black and her husband rushed back from the company specially.
"Jane, Jane, co, let’s take a group photo with grandfather," exhorted Old Master Black, who had been overjoyous for several days, knowing Jane Sampson was returning. As soon as she stepped through the door, he took several photos of her and the Great General with their Golden Retriever, then happily asked Jane to touch them up so he could quickly post them on twitter.
During the days Jane Sampson wasn’t there, Old Master Black had run out of new photos to post.
Because Old Master Black often posted photos of Jane with the Great General, the General had also beco an influencer Golden Retriever on twitter.
The most viral photo was one where Jane and the Great General were both dirty, standing punished in a corner. The General back then was just a super tiny puppy—adorably cute.
"Grandfather is addicted, isn’t he?" Peter Gingery glanced at the photo-takers and turned his head to mutter to his mother, "Has Old Sir beco smitten with little Jane?"
"He’s practically becoming a cornerstone of the fan support group," chuckled Uncle Black softly, "Lately Elder Black has even stopped playing chess, he’s busy on twitter every day interacting with Jas Black’s wife’s fans, and he seems to have gotten decades younger. He uses all those new terms from the internet more fluently than us."
"The addiction is too deep, too deep," shivered Peter Gingery as he promptly went upstairs.
After Jane Sampson finished taking photos with Old Sir, Aunt Black called her over and said, "We just received the ssage this morning. Charles Young and Charlotte Miller’s case was officially closed this morning, and the dia should have already received the news that Charlotte Miller has been sentenced."
"How long is the sentence?" Peter Gingery asked from the second floor.
"Five years and three months," huffed Old Master Black, "That’s letting people off easy."
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