CEO's Reborn Wife-Chapter 1903 - 1911: Playing the Part to the Fullest

The location was chosen by the director. In the scorching heat, a group of people cheerfully rushed to a hot pot restaurant to eat hotpot.

Jillian Carter slept in the hotel until after the sun had set before heading to the dining hall where she originally planned to meet James Carter and Jane Sampson.

Jillian ordered a table full of dishes for herself. Once all the dishes were served, she didn’t rush to eat but instead took a bunch of photos with her mobile phone and sent them to James Carter.

[Picture][Picture]...—Carter Family’s little darling.

Brother, you and Jane are missing out. You both didn’t have time to come with me, so I came alone and ordered a table full of dishes. Everything is super delicious; I must share it with you to make you jealous. It’s a bit wasteful; I ordered too much and can’t finish it, but since it’s a rare occasion, I felt it would be a pity not to try everything I wanted. [Grievance]—Carter Family’s little darling.

James Carter received the messages when he was already sitting with the crew. The director was on his left, and Jane Sampson was on his right. His mobile phone was casually placed on the tabletop. Because of special notifications, the mobile phone screen automatically lit up when Jillian sent a message. Jane Sampson was talking to James Carter and inadvertently glanced at his mobile phone.

However, she just casually glanced at it without even seeing what the notification messages were about.

She wouldn’t stoop so low to snoop on others’ WhatsApp messages.

"It’s no use telling me. Even though your assistant isn’t here, I still have to keep an eye on you." James Carter pressed the button next to the mobile phone, and the phone returned to a black screen. He had no intention of checking it.

Then he continued talking to Jane Sampson, "Everyone gets their own little pot. You must choose a clear soup hotpot and don’t even think about what’s in my pot."

"Am I the only one with a clear soup pot at this table~" Jane Sampson pouted, her fair fingers tugging at the sleeve of James Carter, "Not even sharing a bite? There goes our revolutionary friendship!"

Jane Sampson’s comment made everyone at the table burst into laughter.

"Our Monkey King of Sampson is a bit pitiful. Eating hotpot without the spicy pot loses all the fun. Everyone else at the table has a spicy hotpot, and you’re the only one with clear soup. When you think about it, it’s indeed a bit sad. Eating your clear soup hotpot while the fragrance of our spicy hotpots fills your nose."

The director gleefully teased, "Take good care of your body, and get well soon so you can enjoy a proper meal."

"She actually can’t handle spicy food. Even a tiny bit makes her cry." James Carter said, "She can’t eat it but insists on tasting it, panting and tearing up while shouting how great it is."

This was what Old Sir Black mentioned about Jane Sampson that last time James Black bought spicy crawfish to please her, she finished the whole serving by herself.

"Mr. Carter acts like a parent." Someone next to them made a joking comment.

Many people immediately agreed, saying they’ve seen James Carter’s usual gentle and elegant demeanor, and didn’t expect he could be so strict when managing others.

As the only informant at the table, the director laughed with some smugness.

Isn’t he one of the guardians in the house of our Monkey King?

With her husband absent, her brother steps in; Jane Sampson is tightly managed.

In another dining hall, Jillian Carter waited long for a reply from James Carter but didn’t dwell on it, thinking he must be busy, so he hasn’t had a chance to check his mobile phone.