Chapter 823 - 831 Just Ghostwriting

It’s absolutely laughable. How many unspoken rules are there in this circle that people can’t see? Do those of you who constantly praise the Goddess Sampson as an outstanding person understand? It’s not like there hasn’t been a case of spending money to buy the rights to a songwriter’s credit. As long as the man behind her is willing to spend money to boost her, it’s just a matter of spending a bit more to find someone to ghostwrite the lyrics for her. — Netizen.

Exactly, finally someone dared to say what I’ve always wanted to say. Besides, James Carter is talented, that’s a given. Maybe he even wrote the lyrics for that song? It’s just that he was used by a cunning woman like Jane Sampson. To help Jane, he even changed the lyricist’s name to Jane Sampson. After looking through a few of Jane’s tweets, I just feel that this woman is a fake rich and pretty woman who prioritizes monetary benefits, a thorough gold digger, and indeed a scheming bitch. — Netizen.

No one probably expected that after this netizen posted this message, James Carter’s fans also came over.

However, since James Carter himself is good friends with Jane Sampson, his fans chose to take Jane’s side.

After James Carter officially returned, he posted several messages on Twitter about his cooperation with Jane Sampson several times.

During the time Jane Sampson was exposed to be involved with Shirley Young, James Carter was also implicated. At that time, he directly came forward and told everyone that he and Jane Sampson were good friends, and he admired her immensely.

This collaboration between James Carter and Jane Sampson also made his fans grow fond of Jane Sampson. As the movie officially released and the theme song spread across the internet realm, everyone gained a new understanding of Jane and realized that she was an artist who deserved to work with their beloved Mr. Carter.

Some keyboard warriors think that typing doesn’t require responsibility, seizing any opportunity to project their dissatisfaction with life, their incompetence, and all their real-life frustrations onto an innocent artist. Honestly, these idiots think that everyone’s IQ is as low as theirs. I just have one sentence, our Mr. Carter is not a fool. — Netizen.

Jane Sampson was completely unaware of these internet battles. She lay on the sofa feeling sulky for a while but then thought it wasn’t worth it.

She was angry, but no one knew, and nobody comforted her, so being angry was futile.

If she really worked herself up, people on the internet would say she fell ill because she was guilty.

So after being upset for a while, Jane Sampson picked up her mobile phone again.

It wasn’t to log back into Twitter but to go on WhatsApp, where she directly found James Black and sent him an emoticon.

[Baby is suffering inside, but baby won’t say it]

After waiting for two minutes without a reply from James Black, Jane Sampson sent another emoticon.

[Baby feels wronged and wants to eat ice cream]

After sending it and seeing that the other party was typing, Jane Sampson’s spirits suddenly returned, and she smiled while holding her mobile phone and leaned back on the sofa waiting for James Black to return her message.

Within a few seconds, James Black sent back two messages.

I’ll pick you up this evening. — Jane Sampson’s Mr. Black.

In your dreams. — Jane Sampson’s Mr. Black.

Even though Jane knew she was not likely to get any comfort from James Black, just by looking at these bright three words, she still choked on a lump of old frustration in her heart.