Although I’ve known Jane Sampson for only one year, I trust my own judgnt. Jane Sampson is a very good girl; I hope netizens can treat her with kindness.
Jane, keep it up. —Jas Carter.
According to my friends in the Capital Province, Julie Sampton is soone who has been disliked since childhood, always acting as if the world owes her a hundred million. I dislike Julie Sampton, and I trust Jane Sampson. —Amber Edwards.
I believe my little Jane is a kind little fairy, @Jane Sampson, my black-faced family and I fully support you! —Mair Williams.
Julie Sampton is just a lunatic. Jane, muah muah, you are the most beautiful in my heart! —Quincy Forest.
Except for Amber Edwards, these are all very good friends in Jane Sampson’s circle. At a ti when everyone is avoiding the Jane Sampson incident, they have chosen to stand up and loudly tell everyone that Jane Sampson is a kind girl, not the vicious daughter forcing her father to kneel as they say.
However, the impact of these tweets is just a drop in the bucket.
More people always seem willing to believe what they want to see.
So even say they feel sorry for those friends who are still unaware and deceived by Jane Sampson.
After reading these ssages, Father Sampton stord into the ho, seeing the nanny busy cleaning, he imdiately asked, "Where’s Julie Sampton?"
"Miss is in her room." The nanny stood there, so frightened by Father Sampton’s deanor that she almost didn’t dare to approach him.
Father Sampton ran upstairs, twisted the doorknob, couldn’t open it, and kicked it directly, "Julie Sampton, open the door for !"
But inside, Julie Sampton was like a deaf person with no reaction, and Father Sampton stood upstairs roaring downstairs, "Bring the spare key to this room."
The nanny did not dare to delay for a second, she ran up with the spare key.
Back then, when the ho was being decorated, the children were very young, so to ensure the safety of the children and prevent them from accidentally locking themselves in the room, the ho’s locks could be opened from the outside with a key even if locked from the inside.
After so many years, the locks have not been changed.
Taking the key from the nanny’s hand, Father Sampton directly opened the door, seeing Julie Sampton sitting on the bed looking at him in the doorway, her expression showing not the slightest panic, Father Sampton grew even angrier.
He walked over and raised his hand to slap Julie Sampton across the face with a loud smack, her face flinging sideways. "Sir, please talk to Miss calmly, Miss is carrying a child, hitting her not only harms your father and daughter’s harmony but could hurt the child in Miss’s belly." The nanny dared not hide now, she was truly afraid sothing would happen, so she rushed to persuade.
"A child? It’s just a bastard even the biological father doesn’t want!" Father Sampton cursed fiercely, "Julie Sampton, you’re really sothing, taking my words as wind past your ears. I told you to delete the tweets, and you didn’t listen, even daring to create a new account. With such nerve, why are you still in my ho?"
Father Sampton hoisted Julie Sampton up directly, "Get out of here! I’ll just pretend I never had a daughter like you! If it weren’t for you, the Sampton Clan wouldn’t have fallen to this point today!"
"Dad, I won’t leave! Why should I be kicked out! This is my ho!" Julie Sampton struggled desperately to shake off Father Sampton’s grip on her wrist, but her strength was no match for Father Sampton’s.
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