Chapter 955 - 963: What Complaint?

"I think you’re not wrong," Coco Edwards felt the same way. Amber Edwards was someone with narrow-minded intentions, but somehow, she never knew how to conceal them. If she could just hide her little schemes, Coco wouldn’t even find an opportunity to confront her.

"I’m truly honored that an idle heiress like you has suddenly found a life’s purpose because of me." Jane Sampson shook her head and sighed, then burst into laughter with Coco as they returned to the hotel.

The hotel was near the film and TV town; it was just a few minutes’ walk after leaving it.

The hotel wasn’t very big, but the entire place had been booked by the film crew. As soon as Jane entered, the hotel front desk personnel recognized her at a glance, and a group of little misses over there came together with a burst of excitement, seeming very thrilled.

Jane, in a good mood, waved her hand and greeted them, "Hello there!"

"Wow, Jane Sampson greeted us! Oh my god, she’s so nice!" One of the little misses was excitedly shaking her colleague’s hand non-stop.

Coco dragged Jane all the way into the elevator, "Stop flirting with everyone you meet, or I’ll have to tattle to your significant other."

"Tattle what?" Jane looked thoroughly confused. "I’ve been filming all day; I didn’t do anything wrong, did I?"

"Going around flirting with people isn’t wrong?" Coco said. "Throwing sultry glances at other women behind your man’s back is wrong."

Jane looked up to the sky.

What in the world?

Since there were enough rooms and James Chip knew Jane had a significant background, Jane and Coco each had their own room, and for Jane’s convenience, Coco’s room was arranged right next to hers.

The first thing Jane did when she got back to her room was to take a shower, and only after coming out refreshed did she go to the room next door to find Coco, so they could discuss what to have for dinner.

Both seasoned homebodies and not bothered to go out—especially since this was Capital Province where Jane grew up and she had visited the film and TV town many times—she had no intention of going out for a walk.

They discussed it for a bit and decided on takeaway.

While waiting for the takeaway, Jane finally had time to pick up her mobile phone and glance at it, bursting into laughter when she saw the text message James Black had replied to in the afternoon.

Then, she immediately called James Black.

At this time, James Black should have been back at the dormitory.

The phone rang for quite a while before James Black answered it, so Jane asked, "Haven’t you reached the dormitory? Why are you answering only now?"

Jane had washed her hair and taken a bath; calculating the time, James Black should have had his dinner and returned to the dormitory by now.

"I was just looking at a message," James Black said, "Then I had a few words with Peter Gingery."

Peter Gingery was right next to James, not there for any other reason but to eat ice pops.

His dormitory didn’t have a refrigerator, so he could only bring snacks over to James. Aside from potato chips and other easy-to-store items, he would only take some back to his dorm.

"What text message?" Jane asked with curiosity. "I thought you hated texting. Who’s sending you messages?"

"From the tone of it, it seems like it’s from the number I blocked the other day," James said. "This time they’ve switched to another number and just sent me another text message."

"What’s it about? Read it aloud for me," Jane assumed and egged him on, "Certainly, it must be some little demon you’ve enticed."