Jameson handed her the phone and said carelessly, "It's a cold call."
Sharon didn't believe it.
"Why did you spend so long talking with the salesman?"
"I analyzed the domestic economic trend this year with him."
Sharon was speechless.She didn't even know how to judge this jerk.
Was he annoying or boring? Over there, someone is calling them, "Sharon, Mr.Proctor, come on, the
barbecue is getting cold."
Sharon put away the phone and said, "Let's go."
When Jameson sat down, he glanced at Little Pig Rabbit who were eating happily beside him.
Jameson raised his chin to the little boy, "Move, please."
Little Pig Rabbit looked at him angrily and clenched his fists.
Realizing that their strength match was a David and Goliath contest, he moved and made room for
Jameson.
Seeing this, Sharon felt unfair.
"What are you doing? Bullying a child?" Jameson remained calm.
"I am helping him adapt to adversity."
Sharon ignored him and handed a few barbecues to Little Pig Rabbit.
He ate, and took them, "Thank you, Sharon."
Tiffany, who sat beside him, couldn't help but tease, "Well, look how hungry you are.I remember you
were full for lunch."
"I'm eating to show my respect for food."
Everyone was lost for words.
After finishing the barbecue, someone suggested playing a little game, and those who lost would sing
for everyone.
In the end, only two people didn't fit in.
Little Pig Rabbit said he was going to do his homework.
Jameson went to make business call.
When Jameson came back, he saw Sharon sitting in front of the fire with a sincere smile.
He felt the night had become bright and resplendent.
Jameson smiled silently, keeping standing there watching her.
Suddenly, a child's voice came from beside him, "Uncle Jameson, you like Sharon very much, don't
you?"
Jameson withdrew his gaze and looked at him coldly.
"You don't have to deny it.Your eyes have already betrayed you," said Little Pig Rabbit in an adult tone.
"Why don't I admit it?"
Jameson said, "She is my wife."
"Oh, it seems that she isn't."
Jameson licked his teeth and suddenly laughed, "Are you kidding me?"
"No, you misunderstood.I'm just stating a fact" said Little Pig Rabbit.
"The fact is that I'm going to kick your ass."
As soon as Jameson finished speaking, Sharon walked over and heard his words.
She immediately frowned, "Are you bullying him again?"
Seeing her come, Little Pig Rabbit quickly hid behind Sharon, looking aggrieved.
Jameson sneered and looked at the little rascal, as if he was saying, "Just you wait."
It was time to go home.
They had finished the barbecue and played the game, so it was time to call it a day.
They tidied up the place, put everything back in the car, and prepared to set off.
No one left early, so they went back together just the same as before.
Tiffany, however, was in a bit of a dilemma.
She didn't know if her car could follow Jameson's.
If she let Jameson wait for her at the door of the studio, she didn't know how to say this to him.
She thought for seconds before saying, "Mr.Proctor, l...."
Jameson saw through her and grabbed the collar of Little Pig Rabbit with his hand, "I'll send him back."
Tiffany's eyes lit up, "Thank you, Mr.Proctor!"
Sharon did not expect Jameson to be so kind.
She was afraid that he would bully the child again.
She gave her phone number to Little Pig Rabbit and touched his head, "Call me if you need anything."
"Thank you, Sharon.Goodbye!"
As he spoke, he also waved goodbye to Tiffany.
Tiffany kept smiling and waved at him.
A day of nightmare finally came to an end.
Soon, three cars disappeared into the night.
In the black Rolls-Royce, Jameson said indifferently, "Where do you live?"
"You can just send me to the place where I got in the car.I'll go back myself," said Little Pig Rabbit
cautiously, holding the schoolbag.
Hearing this, Jameson only smiled, "You wont tell me, will you? I'm in a good mood now.I'll play a
conjuring trick for you.Close your eyes.When I wake you up, you'll be home."
Little Pig Rabbit's pink face became a little gloomy.
He shut his mouth, keeping silent.
Jameson did not say anything else.
He just stepped on the accelerator and speeded up.
An hour later, the car stopped before a luxury house.
Little Pig Rabbit held the schoolbag even tighter.
Jameson turned around and looked at him, "Are you too scared to move?"
He said calmly, "Thank you for taking me home.I'll just go upstairs myself."
As he spoke, he quickly opened the car door.
But he just ran for a few steps before Jameson grabbed him on the collar.
Little Pig Rabbit's face flushed red as he struggled in the air, "Let go of me!"
"Walk nicely.Don't blame me for doing something to you if you run again."
"I see." Jameson put him down.
Little Pig Rabbit picked up the schoolbag that had fallen to the ground and patted it to dust off the
ashes.
Then, he carried it on his back slowly and moved reluctantly.
Jameson checked the time and seemed to be impatient, "Hurry up."
Little Pig Rabbit said angrily, "The most important virtue for a gentleman is to be gentle and patient.You
don't have any of it.No wonder Sharon is not your wife!"
Jameson didn't even bother to argue with him.
Little Pig Rabbit reached out and forcefully pushed the button to get the elevator.
Two minutes later, the elevator door opened slowly.
"I'm here.Thank you for sending me back, uncle Jameson."
Little Pig Rabbit held the schoolbag belt with both hands.
Jameson looked at the floor number on the elevator and said, "Are you sure?"
"Yes."
"Then you go out."
After Jameson finished speaking, he raised his hand and pressed down on the number of the upper
floor.
Seeing this, Little Pig Rabbit couldn't help but frown and retreated back silently, biting back.
With a ding sound, the elevator door opened.
Jameson raised his leg and went out first.
Little Pig Rabbit followed behind him with reluctance.
Jameson stood before a door and said indifferently, "Open the door."
Little Pig Rabbit snorted and entered the password.
As soon as the door opened, he dodged in and intended to close it immediately.
At the same time, a familiar male voice came from inside, "Mathew, where did you go? It's so late."
No matter how fast Little Pig Rabbit reacted, he was no match for Jameson.
Half of Jameson's body was inside the room.
The man inside was surprised when he saw this scene.
Jameson greeted calmly, "Hello, Mr.Matthias."
He then lifted Little Pig Rabbit who blocked at the door and put him to the side before slowly walking in.
Patrick looked at the child and then at him, "Mr.Proctor, who is this?"
Jameson closed the door and said indifferently, "I want to ask you, Mr.Matthias.What's going on?"
At this time, Little Pig Rabbit finally broke free from Jameson's control and hid behind Patrick.
Few seconds later, Patrick patted his head and said, "Mathew, go back to your room.I have something
to do."
He then said to Jameson, "Mr.Proctor, please come in."
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