Jane Sampson’s face was flush with embarrassnt. How could she forget such a humiliating experience, and yet why did others rember it so clearly?
Old Master Black glanced at Jane Sampson, who had cald down again, and chuckled, "Just now you had the guts to complain, so why don’t you have the courage to let help you get it back? A girl like you, with such little courage, deserves to be bullied. Against him, you need to stand your ground. He can’t hit you or curse you. If you stand up to him, what can he do to you?"
Jane Sampson was taken aback, wondering why Old Master Black was suddenly talking to her about all this.
Was he teaching her how to resist Jas Black, the overlord?
What to do? She suddenly felt that Old Master Black made a lot of sense.
However, as logical as it might be, when she actually faced Jas Black, she still felt scared. It wasn’t a fear of Jas hitting or yelling at her, but a fear rooted deep within, a lingering emotional shadow from her childhood.
So people don’t need to lift a finger or raise their voice to dominate others. Their re presence can be overpowering, suffocating others with their aura.
Clearly, Jas Black was one of those people.
Seeing that Jane Sampson remained silent, Old Master Black shifted the topic back to the matter of her mobile phone.
After thinking for just a few seconds, he gave Jane Sampson a tactic, "That kid was raised entirely by my hand. I understand how he operates. Let tell you, if you want your mobile phone back, following him around won’t do any good. His car key is in the entryway; take it to the garage, open the car, and search inside. Maybe your mobile phone is in the car."
After speaking, Old Master Black suddenly burst into laughter, "Go on down, I’ll call Jas Black up here to help stall him for ten minutes."
Jane Sampson uttered a "huh" and then looked back three steps at a ti as she walked out. Seeing Old Master Black’s stern look return as he sat back down without a smile, she went downstairs, filled with curiosity.
Indeed, as soon as she went downstairs, Jas Black was summoned to the study by Elder Black. Once Jas entered the study, Jane Sampson quickly went to the entryway, snatched his car key, and dashed toward the garage.
The garage was just in the corner of the courtyard, and she spotted Jas Black’s car at a glance. Unlocking the car, she started searching from the driver’s seat. She didn’t need ten minutes—within two minutes, she found her mobile phone under the tissue box on the ground.
Having retrieved her precious mobile phone, Jane Sampson didn’t dawdle. She locked the car, returned to the house, placed the key back where it belonged, and then scampered back to her room.
After thinking it over, Jane Sampson closed her room door and sent a text ssage to Old Master Black, informing him that she had found her phone. She also complinted him on his clever strategy, and sweetly thanked her grandfather in the text ssage.
This was the first ti Jane Sampson had realized, after knowing Old Master Black for so long, that he could be so endearing. The stern, untouchable image of Elder Black in her heart seed to instantly change into that of an adorable old man.
Jas Black was unaware of the reason behind Old Master Black’s sudden hearty laughter after glancing at his mobile phone. Because of that laugh, all the wrinkles on Old Sir’s face beca prominent, yet he held the phone, laughing so hard he could hardly close his mouth.
"Alright, I’m done with this ga; I’m going downstairs to watch TV," Old Master Black, putting his phone into his pocket, stood up, leaving Jas Black and the chess ga behind as he cheerily went downstairs.
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