"Just because you’re my dad, you can still reach on the phone after doing such a heartbreaking thing. But that doesn’t an I will let you bully my sister! Even if you’re my dad, if you want to bully my sister, not even the Emperor of Heaven would succeed!"
Bright Sampson said, "Next ti I take your call, I hope you won’t be the sa unrepentant person, otherwise, I’ll block you too! I won’t care whether you live or die!"
"Fine! Then give one hundred million, and you don’t have to care if I’m dead or alive! If I have money, I won’t bother your precious sister either!"
Father Sampton had already given up, he cursed, "All of you look down on , you’re all dogs looking down on people, all of you just watch, sooner or later, I’ll make you regret it!"
"I have no money, not even a cent." After Bright Sampson said this, he decisively hung up the phone.
Last ti Julie Sampson ca back and told him about Father Sampton’s situation.
He knew Father Sampton was eyeing Jane Sampson’s inheritance, but Bright Sampson didn’t pay attention because Jane Sampson was still alive, so Father Sampton’s plan was dood to fail.
But Bright Sampson never expected that the news of Jane Sampson being alive would provoke Father Sampton into such a lunatic.
He knew that although Father Sampton had been scamd out of a lot of money, he still had a car, a house, and so spare money left, which was enough to keep him fed and clothed. Therefore, even if Bright Sampson had money now, he wouldn’t give him a single cent.
After hanging up the phone, thinking about how Jane Sampson had long blocked Father Sampton’s phone number, Bright Sampson couldn’t help but feel it was the right move!
Otherwise, the one who’d be so angry now would be his sister.
anwhile.
Inside the newly established West Crossing Apparel Co.
Jillian Carter read through all the tweets about Jane Sampson with a gloomy face.
Word by word, she muttered through gritted teeth, "Little Jane, welco back."
She went through all the content in that topic.
She saw her brother, Jas Carter, retweet Jane Sampson’s tweets with a tone that almost made her jealous, saying, "Welco back."
Filled with anger, Jillian Carter smashed the tablet computer she was holding.
With a loud bang, the tablet computer hit the corner of the table and then fell onto the ground, shattering the screen instantly.
The noise attracted the attention of the employees outside the door.
The assistant rushed in from outside with a concerned look and asked, "President Carter, did sothing happen?"
"Get out!" Jillian Carter shouted toward the doorway.
The assistant stiffened for a second, dared not stay any longer, shut the door, and turned to run.
When the assistant got back to their desk, the employees gathered around, asking about what had happened.
"Hey, what’s going on? Why was there such a loud noise from the boss’ office just now?" Employee A asked.
"I don’t know, the last ti I went in to deliver so information, I saw President Carter was holding a tablet looking at tweets, seed like she was watching Jane Sampson’s return tweets. I don’t know if she’s not feeling well today; she didn’t look good. Then just now, when I went in, I found she had smashed the tablet into waste; how much force would that take?"
The assistant couldn’t help but tremble at the thought of Jillian’s furious expression and tone earlier, "Just now, the way President Carter was losing her temper was terrifying. President Carter is in a bad mood; everyone, just be careful today and don’t get caught in the crossfire."
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