CEO's Reborn Wife

Jane Sampson logged into Twitter, reposted those two tweets, and then posted and updated her own tweet.

Hello everyone, I’m Jane Sampson.

I’m back.

Thank you to everyone who has cared about me.

Thank you all. — Jane Sampson.

The moment Jane Sampson updated this tweet, the netizens underneath exploded.

Netizen: After so long, seeing you finally update your Twitter, my tears suddenly couldn’t be controlled and came out.

Netizen: Thank you for all your hard work, our Monkey King, thank you for being okay, I really thank God for bringing you back to us again.

Netizen: Welcome back, Little Jane.

Netizen: Go, Little Jane, we are always here, we will always be here, we will always be with you!

#Little Jane, Welcome Back#

This topic, unexpectedly, climbed to the top of trending topics during the time Jane Sampson came home from the conference venue, and Jane Sampson’s name directly became the hot search words of the internet at the moment.

In a certain residential area in Capital Province.

Father Sampton was holding the pad and finished watching the entire press conference video, then, he stood there, unmoving.

"Alive? Actually still alive." Father Sampton sat there as if his soul had been drained.

"My money, my money, my money~" Father Sampson sat there and suddenly cried out.

He seemed to see his money disappearing without a trace.

All his money, gone.

His dream of rising again, also shattered.

Father Sampson, with shaking hands, dialed the lawyer’s number, "Lawyer King, Jane Sampson is still alive, my money flew away, all flew away, all gone."

"Yes, Mr. Sampton, Jane Sampson is alive, so there is no issue of inheritance distribution." Lawyer King’s tone was icy cold, lacking the passion of the past when interacting with Father Sampson.

If Jane Sampson had indeed been victimized and died, if this inheritance lawsuit had been fought, the probability of winning was still considerable.

As long as he could fight for a portion of the inheritance for the parties concerned, even if it’s just one hundred million, the amount that would go into his lawyer’s hands, according to the agreement, would be a full 20%.

This is why Lawyer King ran around so diligently, simply for the money.

"Is there no other way to make her give me money?" Father Sampson appeared somewhat hysterical, "I’m her foster father, she was raised in the Sampton Family, I fed her, clothed her, raised her, and even married her off to the Black Family, and now she’s famous, has money, but wants to sever ties with me, not giving me money. We should go to the media to expose her, put pressure on her! We should sue her, force her to give me alimony!"

Lawyer King directly laughed upon hearing Father Sampson’s words.

"Mr. Sampton, have you forgotten that your mother left a video to protect her, and in that one video, your mother clearly said that Jane Sampson owes you, this so-called foster father, nothing? Jane Sampson was not raised by you as a foster father in name."

Lawyer King knew that Father Sampson’s dream of rising again was shattered, so he had lost all rationality.

"You want to expose her for not caring about you, want to control her with public opinion, want to hold the fact that she owes you a debt of gratitude over her, firstly, this one is not going to work, if you dare to explode on Twitter that Jane Sampson doesn’t care about you, demands Jane Sampson give you alimony, firstly, the spit of netizens will drown you, do you not know how many fans Jane Sampson, as an artist, has?"