Substitute Marriage: Reborn As The Top Big-Shot

Chapter 287: 132: Oh my God! It’s Miss Song!_5

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He just didn’t want Sylvia Thompson to feel so distressed.

So it didn’t matter if the cat wasn’t taken care of, at least it couldn’t be seen by Sylvia.

Of course, it would be even better if Viola Thompson could move out with the cat.

So Sylvia wouldn’t be so upset.

Samuel Thompson looked at Edward Thompson, “Don’t you think your idea is too extreme? Viola just came back, and you want to drive her away?” “l don’t want to drive her away, 1 just don’t want Sylvia to see that cat!”

Edward Thompson explained.

Samuel Thompson continued, “Viola and Sylvia are both our sisters, Edward, and as a brother, you should be fair. You can’t just favor Sylvia because you grew up together! ”

Edward Thompson felt like a scholar meeting a soldier and couldn’t argue with that.

It was obvious that the whole Thompson Clan was favoring Viola.

But now, in Samuel’s perspective, it seemed like Edward was favoring Sylvia.

It was ridiculous.

Edward Thompson sighed, “If that’s what you think, then there’s nothing 1 can do.’

It seemed that he could only find a way to comfort Sylvia on his own. Samuel Thompson continued, “If you don’t want to be scolded, you’d better not mention a word about this in front of our parents.”

If Edward Thompson dared to mention it, Sawyer Thompson would really slap him.

Edward Thompson knew Sawyer Thompson’s temperament.

He naturally wouldn’t mention it in front of Sawyer Thompson.

Otherwise, he wouldn’t have said it in front of Samuel Thompson.

If Samuel agreed with him, maybe their parents would listen, who knew…

An hour later.

The Thompson Clan’s private car arrived at the hospital entrance.

The group went to the ward together.

Elena Williams and Penny Kalafatis didn’t receive any information in advance, and when they saw the people coming in, they were a bit confused.

Mary Perryne held Viola Thompson’s hand and introduced her to the two of them, “Viola, this is your second aunt, and this is your little aunt.”

“Second aunt, little aunt.’

Elena Williams and Penny Kalafatis were stunned.

They knew Viola Thompson was very beautiful.

But they didn’t expect her to be so beautiful.

Her eyebrows and eyes seemed impossible to be drawn.

Especially Elena Williams, who grabbed Viola Thompson’s hand and marveled, “Viola is as beautiful as a fairy!’

“Thank you, second aunt.”

Elena Williams looked at Viola Thompson carefully and found her face a bit familiar.

She seemed to have seen Viola Thompson somewhere before.

But she couldn’t remember where had she met her.

Penny Kalafatis looked at Viola Thompson with amazement in her eyes, smiling, “Viola, you’re a blessed child. We thought we had lost you, but welcome back.”

Having said that, she hugged Viola Thompson.

The girl felt different when held, soft and fragrant.

Not like a son.

All sweaty and smelly.

Although Penny Kalafatis had never thought of having a daughter before, she was moved at this moment.

She was so envious of Mary Perryne.

After the hug, Sylvia Thompson stepped forward with a smile that didn’t reach her eyes, “Sister, welcome back.”

Viola Thompson smiled slightly, “Thank you.”

Edward Thompson frowned secretly, blaming Viola Thompson for not being sensible.

Sylvia had taken the initiative to call her sister, so why didn’t she call Sylvia ‘little sister!?

Was she trying to show off to Sylvia?

A moment later, Viola Thompson walked over to Mrs. Thompson, holding her hand tightly, “Grandma, I’m back.”

As she shook hands, Viola Thompson took the opportunity to feel her pulse.

Her condition was very bad.

An operation needed to be arranged immediately.

At that moment, Mrs. Thompson, who had been in a coma, seemed to have heard Viola Thompson’s voice and opened her eyes.

The instant she saw Viola Thompson, her cloudy eyes suddenly lit up.

Viola!

It was Viola!

Her Viola had finally come back.

After her excitement, she burst into tears.

Mrs. Thompson wanted to hug her granddaughter whom she hadn’t seen for eighteen years, but she couldn’t even manage a simple hug.

“Don’t worry, Grandma, I’ll find a way to make you feel better,” Viola Thompson tightly held Mrs. Thompson’s hand, “When you do, we’ll take a family portrait together.”

Mrs. Thompson tried to make a sound.

She would definitely be able to hold on until the family portrait was taken, and just thinking about that moment made Mrs. Thompson’s face light up with a smile.

Sylvia Thompson stood aside.

Her face was full of taunting expressions.

Find a way?

What could Viola Thompson think of?

Or…

Could she bring Miss Crystal here?

It was just shameless bragging.

Ridiculously stupid.

After comforting Mrs. Thompson’s emotions, Viola Thompson continued, “Can I take a look at Grandma’s medical records?”

“I’ll get them.” Samuel Thompson said.

Soon, Samuel Thompson brought Mrs. Thompson’s medical records over..