Sir, You Don’t Know Your Wife novel Chapter 837

Sir, You Don’t Know Your Wife Chapter 837

Jade nodded. “That’s right. It’s up to you.” Right after she said that, she opened her mouth and yawned.

“Grandma, are you tired?”

“Yeah. Janet, accompany me to bed upstairs.”

After a while, Janet stood up from the sofa. Calmly, she said, “Okay.”

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After putting Jade to sleep, Janet closed the door from the outside gently. She turned around and walked away. At that moment, she ran into Emily, who was coming from across the corridor.

Emily took a look around them. After making sure that there were only the both of them there, she cut to the chase and said, “Janet, did you remember what Mommy said just now?” The meaning behind her words was obvious: she wanted Janet to stop seducing Mason; otherwise, when J’Adore found out about them, no one knew what would happen to the Jackson Family. She did not want to be dragged down too.

Upon hearing that, Janet raised an eyebrow. She was baffled.

Noticing her expression, Emily was irritated. She glared at her, sarcasm and disgust filling her gaze. “I’m telling you to stop seducing Mason! If I find you with him again, I’ll find a way to tell J’Adore.”

How dare she flirt with men everywhere she goes! Doesn’t she feel shameless? Has she forgotten why Magnus and his family were doomed?

In the enormous corridor on the second floor, all that remained was Emily’s infuriated figure.

Janet Jackson is simply too lawless. I was only giving her advice. How dare she talk back to me? What does she mean by me ending up like Rebecca? She’s taking herself too seriously! Hasn’t she taken a look at herself in the mirror? How dare she talk to me like that just because she is the chairperson of the Writers Association? Huh. We haven’t met in three months, and she’s really getting better! If she wasn’t a Jackson, I would have told J’Adore about everything she did, and let J’Adore teach her a lesson!

The moment Janet turned around and left, her phone rang. She jammed her hand into her pocket and took the phone out. Although it was an unfamiliar number, it only took her a moment of hesitation before she answered the call. After a moment of silence, she spoke in her calm voice. “International Federation of Musicians? Judge?”

The man on the line said excitedly, “That’s right. We’ve saved you a spot as a judge. We hope you can attend and give some advice to the younger generation.”

Immediately, Janet shook her head. “I don’t want to be a judge. I can’t make it this time.” She had agreed to participate in the competition. There was no reason to quit and become a judge instead.