His phone number had previously been saved in Jane Sampson's contacts as "husband."
Nowadays, that word "husband" wouldn't find that number anymore.
Jane Sampson's expression when she just now denied deleting it didn't seem like she was lying.
If it wasn't deleted, then the contact name must have been changed.
James Black was quite curious about the new nickname Jane Sampson had given his number.
So this time, James Black searched directly using the mobile number in the contacts.
A few seconds later, he found it.
Three words.
— Old rascal.
James Black burst into a rueful laugh.
"Well-done, Jane Sampson, you got style," James Black didn't know whether to laugh or to be angry.
"You better get down here!" Jane Sampson, enraged, stamped her foot, "Even a cornered rabbit will bite, you old rascal, provoke me again, and I... I'll bite you to death!"
