Substitute Marriage: Reborn As The Top Big-Shot

Chapter 298 - hapter 298: 136: Unexpected truth!_2

Chapter 298: 136: Unexpected truth!_2

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Over the years, although she was not living with the Thompson Clan, they always kept a room for her and had it cleaned every month.

Hearing the knock on the door, Viola Thompson immediately went to open it. “Grandma.’

“Viola, did I wake you up?” Mrs. Thompson continued, “I’m not bothering you, am l?”

Compared to Viola, it was much easier for Mrs. Thompson to call her that.

“No, Grandma, come on in.’

Mrs. Thompson walked in.

The computer on the desk was still on.

Seeing the old computer, Mrs. Thompson said, “Viola, didn’t your mom prepare a new computer for you? Is it not good to use? I’ll have someone change it for you right away.”

“No need, Grandma, I’m used to my own computer,” said Viola.

“Alright,” Mrs. Thompson nodded, and continued, “Viola, this is your own home. Anything you need, just let me know, okay?”

“Mhm,” Viola nodded slightly.

Mrs. Thompson looked at Viola, her face full of smiles. She was more and more fond of her granddaughter.

Suddenly, Mrs. Thompson remembered the main point and asked, “Viola, do you use Facebook?”

“Yes,” Viola answered.

Mrs. Thompson continued, “Viola, it’s best not to open Facebook tonight. Those people online are just talking nonsense…”

Although she had already paid to suppress the trending searches, Edward Thompson’s influence was still somewhat significant. She was afraid that Viola would be upset when she saw the comments…

“Grandma, I’m fine,” Viola said with a light smile. “Let them talk; I do as I please. ”

She had grown indifferent to it all, unwilling to be disturbed by anyone or anything. She longed for spiritual freedom.

Upon hearing this, Mrs. Thompson was stunned for a moment.

Then she burst out laughing. “Good! Good! Worthy of being my granddaughter!”

She really loved Viola’s personality.

Being able to let go when needed.

This was the true mark of not being elated by material possessions nor saddened by personal losses.

It was hard to imagine that she was only eighteen years old.

For a moment, Mrs. Thompson felt heartache. She could not help but wonder what Viola had gone through all these years to become so mature and sensnne.

She didn’t dare to ask, fearing it would bring up sad memories for Viola.

After speaking, Mrs. Thompson continued, “Viola, I’ll have someone prepare to transfer your school registration tomorrow. How about attending school in Capital City for the second half of the year?”

She was currently on winter vacation, just in time to transfer Viola’s registration to Capital City during this period. This way, she wouldn’t miss any classes.

Viola said, “That’d be too much trouble, Grandma, and I still have friends in

River City.”

Mrs. Thompson nodded, “Then when school starts, Grandma will go to River

City with you.”

“Alright,” Viola agreed.

As soon as Mrs. Thompson left Viola’s room, Mary Perryne arrived.

She held a black card in her hand.

“Viola, this is a little bit of the money I’ve saved up for you over the years. It has your gift money for every year, as well as your monthly pocket money. The password is six zeros.”

After speaking, Mary Perryne continued, “Viola, you must not refuse.” This was the only thing she could do as a mother for Viola. Only with Viola accepting it could she feel at ease.

“Thank you, Mom,” Viola said with a smile as she accepted the card.

Mary Perryne hugged Viola, her eyes brimming with tears.

After a moment, Mary Perryne let go of Viola and asked, “Viola, what color do you like?”

The Family Reunion Banquet was coming up, and she wanted to have a dress custom-made for Viola.

“Um,” Viola thought very seriously, “l like red.” Life is splendid.

Viola also loved colors that were incredibly vibrant.

Mary Perryne smiled and said, “Alright.”

After leaving Viola’s room, Mary Perryne went to Sylvia Thompson’s room. “Mom,” Sylvia Thompson was very happy to see Mary Perryne, “Please come in and have a seat.’

Mary Perryne sat down.

Sylvia Thompson poured a glass of water for Mary Perryne.

Looking at the daughter she had raised since childhood, Mary Perryne was full of gratification and said with a smile, “Sylvia, even though you are not my biological child, I have treated you like my own daughter all these years. Now

Viola is back, and I hope you can get along well with her in the future.”

Viola Thompson.

It was always about Viola Thompson.

Was Mary Perryne deliberately trying to make her feel sick?

Sylvia Thompson’s heart was filled with a mix of emotions, but her face never showed even the slightest hint of it. She still wore a tender smile, “Mom, don’t worry. I will get along well with my sister.”

“Mhm,” Mary Perryne nodded. “You and Viola are both my good children.”

Sylvia Thompson continued, “Mom, since my sister didn’t grow up by your side, she must be very unfamiliar with everything here. You must take good care of her in the future. I will also help you take care of her..”