"Come on, little Jane, tell everyone about your husband's good points." As someone who had witnessed James Black's attentive care of Jane Sampson, Coco Edwards believed that James was an exceptional man.
"Hold on, let me record this on my mobile phone." Quincy Forest stood up, then turned on the recording function of her phone and handed it to Jane Sampson, earnestly saying, "Miss. Sampson, I am going to interview you now. What good qualities do you think your husband has?"
Jane Sampson's smile suddenly stiffened, she showed her teeth, grinning rather forcedly.
These turtle eggs, eating her food, drinking her drinks, and now they're making her lose face like this; she'll slip some laxatives into their food later or something.
"Come on, spit it out, how much longer are you going to think over such a simple question?" Quincy Forest patted Jane Sampson's shoulder, urging her.
