Jane Sampson entered the kitchen still guessing, "Are you getting me a bag?"

"If you want it, we can go to the shopping mall and buy one," James Black said indulgently, "Before returning to the guard team, shall we also swing by the supermarket to get some small cookies?"

Jane Sampson immediately broke into a smile, glancing at James Black like a little fox, sneakingly asking, "Forget the bag, can I exchange it for more snacks?"

Facing James Black’s gaze, Jane Sampson rubbed her little hand without waiting for James to speak, and then continued the conversation on his behalf.

"You wish."

This sentence was entirely in James Black’s tone, even mimicking his expression.

Her beautiful eyebrows raised slightly, her face plainly saying, "Am I dreaming or what?"

It amused James Black so much he couldn’t help but reach out and pinch her little nose, "As long as you understand."

Jane Sampson snorted at James Black, flipping her ponytail, "Honestly, you’re really not a surprise at all."

"There is." James Black seriously defended, "It’s just me that’s the surprise."

The unexpected joy in life.

Jane Sampson smiled with curved brows and eyes, clearly taking James Black’s steady tone as sweet talk.

——

As noon approached, many personnel were going in and out of the building.

Every one of them, regardless of gender, was dressed very appropriately, with rare suits and leather shoes, and the females also wore beautiful professional attire. "I checked online, and I heard that this office building is the most expensive in the city. The rent alone for one month is shockingly high," Christopher Chip whispered in a low voice to his parents hiding behind the flowerbed, "Jillian Carter’s company is here, and I just don’t believe we can’t catch her."

"Why not just go in and look?" Mother Chip asked, "There’s more than one exit here, how do we know where she’ll come in from?"

"The building has security guards, aren’t you afraid they’ll stop you and send you to the police?" Father Chip responded without thinking, "If you’re not afraid, you go look."

Christopher Chip nodded, "I think those security guards are all looking down on us. Being security guards, they actually don’t respect us, just wait until we find my sister and have her fire them."

Mentioning the police, Mother Chip instinctively shrank back and didn’t mention going in anymore.

This fear was deep-seated.

Christopher Chip, however, was full of anger toward the security, just hoping to find Jillian Carter to win back and vent his anger by getting those guards fired.

The three, afraid to miss Jillian Carter, stayed put even when hungry and sent Father Chip to get a few hamburgers from the McDonald’s next to them, sitting by the flowerbed eating and complaining about the high prices at McDonald’s while keeping a close eye on the busy building doorway.

At this time, the afternoon sun in the southland was still so blazing it could make one faint.

The cicadas were endlessly chirping next to them, making the three of Chip Family increasingly frustrated.

"The southern weather is really unbearable, if we were in the Northland, it would be snowing soon, yet here it’s still so hot," Mother Chip cursed under her breath, pushing Christopher Chip, "Think of another way, standing here waiting is not a plan."

"What idea do I have? Isn’t it because of your precious daughter, who doesn’t even know how to be filial," Christopher Chip was getting hot-tempered from the sun, standing there and complaining.

The three were sneakily watching the building from behind the flowerbed, and the security guards over there had noticed them early on.