Sir You Don’t Know Your Wife - Season 2 Episode 90

Mason followed the voice and looked over. Then, he stretched his slender legs and walked toward Janet. At that moment, both of them were dressed in black clothing that covered every inch of their body. Furthermore, Janet altered her voice as she spoke so they both didn’t recognize each other. Looking at the woman, who was a head shorter than him, the man said without sympathy, “We have to take this batch of goods back for inspection.”

“You want to take these books away? Do you know how important these books are to me? They are not something you can just take away!” Janet said angrily.

“Take them away!” The man completely ignored the reasoning of the woman in front of him. Even though his tone was calm, the men in black were startled to hear his order. They hurriedly took the boxes of goods from the truck and moved them to another truck that they had prepared in advance.

Looking at the men moving the books, Desire was so infuriated that she wanted to hit something. She was anxious but she lowered her voice as she said, “Janet, if this batch of goods are detained today, it won’t be easy to deal with your fans!”

All her fans knew that today was the opening sale of the last batch of books by the author, Rose. At that moment, there were probably many people waiting in front of their computers or phones, counting down to the start of sales. “I know,” Janet muttered as she glared at the tall man in front of her coldly. There was a flash of anger on her face but she quickly suppressed it. They were on Leamore Lane of Sandfort City and they were dealing with people related to the government so she knew it was not a good time to attack.

Janet bit her lip and her slender, fair fingers slowly clenched together, her knuckles turning white as her beautiful eyebrows knitted into a frown. However, no matter how unwilling she was, she had no choice but to let the men from Black Rain take her books away. Janet took a deep breath and quickly calmed herself down before she stepped forward and asked, “If there is no problem with this batch of books, when are you going to return them to us?”

The night was as dark as black ink and time was passing by. In the darkness, Mason coldly replied, “We will look through them all night. If there’s no problem with your books, we will place this batch of books in the basement of Lone City the day after tomorrow. You can head over to fetch it then. However, if we find something, I will make sure to arrest you in accordance with the law.”

Janet’s fists clenched even tighter. What kind of a problem can there be?

The men in black finished moving the books in a short time. Seeing this, their leader stepped forward and nodded before getting into his luxury car. Looking at the cars as they drove away, Desire frowned hard and asked, “Should we go after them?” Janet shook her head and replied, “Forget it!”

On the way back to Jackson residence, Janet switched on her phone and found that her pen name had become a hot search on Twitter. She clicked in and saw that all her fans were crying and howling in desperation.

‘Why isn’t Rose’s book on sale yet?’

‘I’m still anxiously waiting!’

‘If I can’t get it tonight, I won’t be able to sleep!’

‘Me too! What should we do?’

‘Rose, please say something.’

‘It’s already 12 o’clock. Is it possible that Rose decided to not sell her books anymore?’

‘I’m going to cry! Rose, please come out and say something.’

Looking at the direct messages and comments on her Twitter, Janet frowned. Logging into Rose’s account, she wrote, ‘I’m sorry to keep you all waiting. Due to unforeseen circumstances, this batch of books will arrive the day after tomorrow…’

Her post made the headlines soon after she posted and her fans quickly comforted her.

‘Rose has finally spoken. I love your books but I love you even more!’

‘Rose, don’t worry. We’ll wait for you.’

‘I love you, Rose!’

‘Rose, I like you and I hope you will publish more novels. I really like the characters you created.’

The corners of Janet’s lips curled into a slight grin. Then, she closed her eyes and took a rest. Not long after, the news of her post on Twitter reached Mason’s ears. The man in black shivered in fear as he said, “Boss, the batch of goods we hijacked today really belongs to a writer.”

Hearing this, Mason opened his eyes slightly and said in a cold voice, “Have you looked through all of them? If you haven’t, shut your mouth and get back to work!” Mason had never trusted social media and believed that people would do anything for profit.