After saying this, Father Sampson felt it wasn’t as embarrassing as he thought. One sentence, in exchange for tens of millions, even over 100 million, was completely worth it, totally worth it.
Brooke Black originally prepared a lot of words to block Father Sampson.
For example, raising Jane Sampson to adulthood was the work of Old Sir Sampson and Old Madam Sampson. Jane’s success was due to her own hard work and talent, not soone’s cultivation, and so on.
But when the words were on her lips, Brooke Black didn’t even care to say another word to Father Sampson.
Opening her mouth, she directly said one sentence, "You’d better get lost."
After saying this, Brooke Black stood up, "Aunt, see the guest out! If he doesn’t leave, call the security guard to throw him out!"
Father Sampson’s face turned green and white, not expecting Brooke Black to be so rude.
He snorted, "I originally wanted to negotiate well with you, but since President Black is unwilling, let’s see each other in court."
After leaving these harsh words, Father Sampson turned and left.
Brooke Black sat there and looked at Father Sampson’s back as he walked away with a straightened back, amused by her anger.
A person who didn’t even dare to look at the coffin, where did he get the courage to covet this inheritance?
"Alright, you three can co down now, eavesdropping upstairs, what a bad habit." Brooke Black shouted towards upstairs.
Peter Gingery then ca downstairs laughing, saying, "Mom, where’s the skill you usually use to confront ? Where did it go? Why not use half that skill to deal with him? You just let him go like that? I thought I could see a spectacular one-sided showdown."
Jane Sampson patted Bright Sampton’s shoulder for silent comfort.
The one who most didn’t want to see Father Sampson like this was Bright Sampton.
"Mom, you look very tired. You should go and rest. Leave this to and Bright," Peter Gingery, although having a sharp tongue, is truly filial to his elders. Seeing Brooke exhausted, Peter was genuinely concerned, so he led Brooke to the room, watched her lay down in the bed and close her eyes, then gently closed the door and went back downstairs.
During this little ti, downstairs, Jane Sampson and Bright Sampton were already holding their mobile phones, reading the ssages on the internet realm.
The murderer who killed Jane Sampson has been found, his throat slit, body disposed of next to the garbage dump.
This news almost caught everyone’s attention.
Today is Jane Sampson’s morial service. Today, the murderer who killed Jane Sampson was found with his throat slit.
This news imdiately excited all the netizens to madness.
Netizen: God has eyes, let’s see who can get away with what! Finally, the Monkey King of Sampton can rest in peace.
Netizen: I don’t want to investigate who killed this murderer. No matter what, this avenged Jane Sampson. On behalf of Jane Sampson’s fans, I thank this hero!
Netizen: Don’t cry, Jane. God finally dealt with this bad guy, you can rest in peace!
Netizen: Rest in peace, Jane.
In just half an hour, the topic of "Rest in Peace, Jane" shot up to the top of the hot list.
"Dead?" Jane Sampson held the mobile phone, staring intently at the photo posted by netizens, forcibly suppressing her nausea, carefully identifying the high-definition unmosaiced photo.
"It’s really him." Jane Sampson was stunned, "How did he suddenly die?"
"Could it be brother-in-law who did it?" Bright Sampton blurted out.
"Impossible! Jas Black is not soone who disregards the law!" Jane Sampson said, "Such a person should be handed over to the law for severe punishnt, not handled privately in secret. Jas Black wouldn’t do sothing knowing it’s illegal."
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