"Cheapskate!" Jane Sampson stood there rolling her eyes. After James Black went into the kitchen, she reached directly into James Black’s coat pocket.

Sure enough, she found an entire box remaining. Jane Sampson took it out triumphantly and ran to the kitchen door to shout at James Black, "Look!"

Then she teasingly shook the stuff in her hand at James Black, "I found it, which means it’s mine now."

After saying that, she ran off again, as if afraid James Black would grab it back.

James Black stood inside the kitchen and chuckled softly, as if he could hear from the living room the sound of Jane Sampson munching on seaweed.

James Black could even imagine Jane Sampson squinting her eyes, sitting on the living room sofa, nibbling little bites of seaweed like a little hamster.

James Black thought, his young wife was truly fun to tease.

After dinner, James Black was busy in the study, and Jane sat opposite him with the script.

Halfway through, she suddenly remembered something, looked up at James Black, and asked, "I haven’t seen Peter Gingery since this morning at the dining hall. I cooked lunch myself, and he didn’t come to mooch a meal. Did he go out for tasks and isn’t with the guard team?"

James Black stopped the pen in his hand, looked up at Jane Sampson, and nodded, "Yes."

While speaking, the corner of his mouth had a hint of a smile.

This expression on James Black’s face made Jane Sampson glance at him a few more times, then she pressed her voice, speaking softly, "Could it be such a coincidence that he’s gone to rescue David Chip?"

Otherwise, why would James Black reveal an expression that’s hard to describe yet enjoying watching a drama unfold?

"Yes." This wasn’t considered a classified matter, so James Black didn’t hide it from Jane Sampson, "The Chip Family received a videotape this morning. On it, David Chip was beaten all over, and the kidnappers were dissatisfied with the Chip Family’s slow speed in raising money, thus using this method to hasten them. The Chip Family didn’t dare to call the police and didn’t quite trust the police’s abilities, so they sought help from connections, reaching out to the guard team."

"After a day, still not back yet, could it be that the person hasn’t been rescued?" Jane Sampson was a bit worried about these things, "The kidnappers are ruthless, demanding 800 million right off the bat, are they fierce? Peter Gingery and the team should be okay, right?"

"Before I came back, Peter Gingery had already called me. The rescue was over, and they’re on their way back now. Calculating the time, they should return to the guard team in another one or two hours." James Black glanced at the watch on his wrist as he spoke.

Since Jane Sampson gave him a watch, James Black hadn’t worn any other watch.

Without waiting for Jane Sampson to inquire, James Black continued, "Peter Gingery and the others will return the same way they came, everything’s fine, just two people sustained some knife injuries, all minor."

Jane Sampson exhaled in relief, "That’s good, that’s good."

Thinking about Peter Gingery facing those vicious kidnappers genuinely made Jane Sampson unable not to worry.

Knowing that Peter Gingery was coming back, Jane Sampson decided not to study the script further and asked, "Can he take calls now? Can you ask him how much longer it will take to return? Let him come here when he gets back; I’ll cook him some food. I wonder if he’s had dinner, busy until now."

"They’ll handle it themselves. You sit and stay in the study; no need to go anywhere." James Black raised his hand and tapped the table, "He’s grown, he won’t starve."