CEO's Reborn Wife-Chapter 2065 - 2073: Is It Useful?

Old Master Black took out the pad but didn’t walk away because Jane Sampson said she was buying clothes for James Black, so Old Master Black sat next to Jane Sampson to help her with advice.

When Jane Sampson searched for motorcycle leather jackets, Old Master Black’s eyebrow twitched, and he couldn’t suppress a sneaky laugh in his heart.

Oh my, James Black, the stinky boy, is in for a treat.

"Little lass, you’re buying a leather jacket for that stinky boy to wear? Will he be willing to wear it?" Old Master Black kindly reminded Jane Sampson, "With his foul temper, if you don’t coax him properly, he will definitely not wear it, and perhaps even disdain your taste in aesthetics."

"Grandfather, you really understand James Black too well." Jane Sampson was indeed scorned by James Black when she suggested leather jackets and flared pants back then.

"Times have changed, whether he wants to wear it or not, he has to wear it. If he dares not to wear it, I have plenty of ways to deal with him." Jane Sampson rubbed her hands confidently, "Grandfather, just wait. When he puts it on, I’ll take a photo and share it with you."

Because of Jane Sampson’s mysterious confidence, Old Master Black believed Jane Sampson had a way.

The two, young and old, sat with the pad discussing which leather jacket to buy for James Black and which flared pants to pair with it. This discussion persisted even during lunch, and even when Old Master Black went for a lunch break, the two hadn’t decided on which set to purchase.

There were just too many good choices, and the two couldn’t reach a consensus.

Old Master Black preferred something a bit flashy, retro with intricate embroidery; the flashier it was, the more he praised its beauty.

Meanwhile, Jane Sampson preferred a simple Hong Kong style, while Old Master Black disliked it as too plain, saying since it’s rare for James Black to wear such a thing, it should be distinctive.

However, when it came to leather shoes, the grandfather and granddaughter surprisingly reached an agreement.

They directly bought James Black a pair of shiny, pointed, three-centimeter high-heeled men’s leather shoes, the lace-up kind; the fancier, the better.

In Jane Sampson’s words, aside from dance shoes, this was the first time Jane Sampson had seen such flamboyant men’s leather shoes.

Online shopping really is magical; all sorts of bizarre things can be found.

Because they were custom-made, these shoes weren’t cheap at all, and they’d have to wait half a month for them to be shipped.

After ten o’clock, Brooke Black returned with Peter Gingery and Bright Sampton, who had been carried in.

"What’s wrong with him?" Jane Sampson looked at Bright Sampton lying horizontally on the sofa and asked a caring question.

"It’s nothing, his emotions weren’t in place, so I fumed him with onion water and gave him a jolt, then he just fell asleep." Peter Gingery was still tearing up non-stop after getting home. "Whose idea was that onion water, it’s way too genuine! I cried the whole way and my eyes are so swollen they’re about to stay shut. Seriously, if I’d known, I would’ve pretended to faint."

"Rinse your eyes with clear water; it’ll help a bit." Jane Sampson pushed Peter Gingery towards the restroom. "Use cold water, don’t use hot water."

"Will it work?" Peter Gingery walked towards the restroom half-believing.

"Don’t rub your eyes with your hand again." Jane Sampson advised one more time before going to check on Bright Sampton.

Peter Gingery didn’t hold back at all, revealing red marks when lifting Bright Sampton’s neck, no wonder Bright slept so deeply.

Old Master Black asked for Bright Sampton to be carried to the guest room to rest, and then he started discussing the case’s progress over there with Brooke Black.

Brooke Black handed Jane Sampson’s purse to her, "Check if there’s anything missing."