"Yes, I have no idea how that actor managed to offend Elder Miss Carter," Chief Wilson shook his head, "but Jillian Carter is just too unreasonable. If her brother came to ask me for this favor, I would definitely help."

"James Carter and Jillian Carter, these siblings, born to the same parents, I remember thinking how excellent both of them were as kids. How come as they grew up, they took such different paths? The brother remains excellent from childhood to adulthood, but the sister, the bigger she grows, the more troublesome she gets!" Madam Wilson spoke with an unhappy face about Jillian Carter, "Her brother is really unlucky to have a sister like her. Perfectly good legs, and she, his very own sister, is the reason why they’re gone!"

"What do you mean?" Oscar Wilson quickly leaned towards his mother, asking curiously, "I know James Carter hurt his leg, but how is it related to his sister Jillian?"

"Of course, it’s related, and it’s a big deal," Madam Wilson said with disgust, pushing her son away, and then turning to her husband, "Let me tell you first, keep an eye on Jillian Carter for me. Don’t let her harm Jane Sampson. Though this girl doesn’t know me, I watched her grow up on the TV."

"..." Chief Wilson glanced at his wife and turned his head away, "How could I possibly intervene in what Elder Miss Carter chooses to do?"

"If you can’t manage, can’t her dad?" Madam Wilson said, "Minister Carter is not an unreasonable man. Just accidentally bring it up in front of him, hinting about the situation. Jillian Carter, really, Jane Sampson is her brother’s good friend, and she still wants to harm her brother’s friend behind his back? She doesn’t take her brother seriously at all."

"Mom, what you said makes sense." Oscar Wilson nodded, then chuckled, "Mom, it’s been so many years, why do you still like that little lass who plays the piano? When you scolded me back in the day, you always compared me to her. I listened so much I’ve developed a physiological revulsion towards her. Why do you still pay her such attention?"

"She was extremely beautiful and good at playing the piano and studying when she was young. How well-behaved she was! We sisters wished we could have adopted her as a daughter. Later on, it seemed she retired, but surprisingly, this year she appeared on the screen again, even more beautiful than when she was young, and just as excellent as she was in her childhood."

Madam Wilson smiled gently, "You young people have your idols, can’t we middle-aged people have an idol we like? If our own child isn’t sensible, can’t I channel this overflowing maternal love somewhere and fan over a heartwarming idol?"

Chief Wilson listened to his wife and son bicker, sitting to the side as an observer, then he also smiled and followed, "I should mention Jillian Carter’s issue to Minister Carter."

After finishing his words, Chief Wilson went out with the car key. Oscar Wilson, sitting on the sofa with his legs crossed, ended the verbal sparring with his mother and took out his mobile phone, thought for a moment, and logged into the game.

Are all the buddies here?—Most Handsome Poor Man.

Jane Sampson was chatting with Peter Gingery about Liam Woody and Mair Williams when she received the game notification.

Hearing the notification sound, they both picked up their phones to check.

I am! I’m here!—Princess Egg-Yolk.

I’m here too!—Little Protein Prince.

After one second, Quincy Forest and a few others also popped up.

This little princess is here too! Rarely am I here!—Today is a tired little princess.

Hmm.—Mimi Wood is not Forest.

There are quite a few people here today~—Still the world’s hope.