This day is not even over yet, but before sleep, Jane Sampson can’t help but look forward to tomorrow.

Or more precisely, she looks forward to James Black’s return.

Take him down!

Farmer rise and sing the song of triumph!

Down with Overlord Father Black!

Probably because she’s too happy, Jane Sampson is so excited that she can hardly fall asleep. 𝙛𝒓𝒆𝙚𝒘𝒆𝓫𝙣𝓸𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝒄𝒐𝓶

Hugging James Black’s pillow, she lies there giggling to herself like a complete idiot from the neighboring village, her mind filled with James Black’s bold, spirited handwriting.

"So you’re disappointed, you ended up marrying a man called James Black."

Jane Sampson’s mind keeps revisiting this one sentence.

Disappointed?

Facing this question that popped up in her mind, the images that surface are all those that make her laugh uncontrollably.

He truly is so dominating, that even this line written on paper, every single letter reveals his characteristics.

And his possessiveness.

Early the next day, Jane Sampson called Quincy Forest to go shopping, with the year-end approaching, almost all industries become busier, Quincy included.

However, Quincy still knows how to enjoy life. A single call from Jane Sampson and she promptly joined her.

Women shopping together, especially two with similar tastes and personalities, demonstrate a terrifying combat power. They agreed to meet at the shopping mall at 10 a.m., but by 11:30, when they went to the dining hall for lunch, both of their hands were already too full to carry any more stuff.

Since they urgently needed these purchases for wear and use, Jane Sampson decided not to have them delivered but instead packed the spoils into the car and went for lunch with Quincy Forest.

During the meal, Quincy Forest and Jane Sampson started complaining about someone.

"Jillian Carter, you must know her, right? That SB who last time criticized the perfume you recommended as tacky." After starting work, Quincy’s temper became more explosive, and her way of cursing becomes more direct.

"Yeah, I know her." Jane Sampson nodded, "What happened? Do our studios have a collaboration with her?"

"Yes, our studio has an agreement with her live broadcast company for cooperation. That day, they called our company’s people to do makeup for Jillian Carter, but then Jillian Carter criticized our two makeup artists as useless, making them so upset they cried."

Quincy spread her hands, "With the work agreement in place, what could we do? I had to step in myself. Then, that SB complained about my skills being lousy, which pissed me off so much I flipped her makeup table right there and then, and terminated the contract with her company on the spot. Such a woman, whoever wants to serve her, let them do it."

And that wasn’t all.

"After the termination, Jillian Carter deliberately brought up this incident during her live streaming, saying our studio was overrated, the makeup artists were unskilled, and even had bad temperaments. She said even her makeup table was violently flipped by our people, and then she live-streamed the table as it was after I flipped it, getting sympathy from a bunch of her crazy fans! It’s disgusting just thinking about it!"

That was Quincy’s reason for splurging today.

Being so angry, only shopping could dispel her woes.

"How could the Carter Family produce such a nuisance? It’s infuriating." Quincy took a big sip of juice, then glanced at Jane Sampson, "Heard Julie Sampton’s getting engaged tonight, you’re going to attend, right?"

"Of course, why else would I be out shopping for clothes today?" Jane Sampson nodded frankly.

Quincy smirked a couple of times, reached across the table, and patted Jane Sampson’s shoulder, "Dress up pretty, piss her off."