Substitute Marriage: Reborn As The Top Big-Shot

Chapter 315: 131: Brother Hua teaches us how to be a person, true· a flower of wealth and elegance in human realm!_5

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These past few days, Sylvia Thompson had been feeling utterly defeated by Viola Thompson.

It seemed that no matter whether it was English or biology, Viola knew it all.

At this very moment, Mary Perryne was actually praising Viola in front of her again.

A lucky star?

What sort of lucky star was Viola?

It was the doctor who cured Mrs. Thompson, not Viola!

Sylvia couldn’t understand why everyone was so nice to Viola.

“Mom, you’re right, I also think my sister is our family’s lucky star!” Sylvia continued, “By the way, did you send the dress to my sister already?”

“I did.” Mary nodded.

A cloud of gloom flashed in Sylvia’s eyes.

She just knew it.

Even for delivering the dress, Mary wouldn’t think of her first.

Mary’s first thought was always her biological daughter.

How ridiculous.

“That’s good. My sister is so beautiful, she’ll look even better wearing that specific dress.”

Mary smiled and nodded, “Sylvia, you should hurry and change into your dress, we’ll be leaving for the hotel soon.”

“Mhmm.”

In order not to lose to Viola, Sylvia sat in front of the dressing table and rearranged her makeup.

Then, Sylvia took out her treasured jewelry.

A limited edition necklace from the MISS Thompson collection.

Could Viola ever covet this?

There was also a ruby ring, which was given to her by Sawyer Thompson on her eighteenth birthday.

It was more of an antique than a ring.

That was because this ring had once been an engagement token for the Kopper Country royal family.

After putting on the ring and necklace, Sylvia took out a small tiara and wore it on her neatly done hairstyle.

This tiara was made from 508 diamonds, each of which was of collection grade.

She just wanted to show Viola.

Just how much the Thompson family had doted on her during her absence from the family, and that only she, the true young Miss Thompson Family, was worthy of owning these things!

After accomplishing all of this, Sylvia finally changed into her dress and, taking elegant steps, headed downstairs.

A white strapless dress.

Pure and elegant.

With Sylvia’s carefully applied makeup, she looked like a red carpet celebrity.

Seeing Sylvia dressed to impress and descending the stairs, Edward Thompson’s eyes were filled with surprise.

His little girl has grown up so much!

In Edward’s eyes, Sylvia had always been a little girl who had never grown up.

“Big brother, do I look nice?” Sylvia lifted the hem of her dress, walked up to Edward Thompson, and asked with a smile.

Edward nodded, “My sister is the most beautiful in the whole world.”

He truly meant it.

Sylvia was somewhat embarrassed, “Saying I’m the most beautiful in the whole world is an exaggeration. My sister is the truly beautiful one. I can’t compare to her at all.”

Edward didn’t like hearing that.

He had no feelings for Viola, and in his eyes, only Sylvia was his true sister.

He just hoped that Viola wouldn’t embarrass him today.

After all, today was a grand occasion.

If Viola were to do something inappropriate today, it would be the entire Thompson family losing face.

“In your brother’s eyes, you’re always the most beautiful.”

At this moment, Mary and Sawyer Thompson also approached.

Both of them were dressed formally today.

“Where’s Viola?” Mary asked.

Sylvia answered, “It seems my sister is still upstairs.”

Who knows what she’s fussing about?

Not only wasting time, but also being extremely ill-mannered.

Didn’t she know that the elders were all waiting downstairs?

Sylvia began to doubt whether Viola’s beauty was due to makeup. If the makeup techniques were superb, anyone with a slightly good foundation could appear stunningly beautiful without any trace of makeup.

Otherwise, how could anyone be that beautiful?

Even if it wasn’t due to makeup, she probably had plastic surgery!

“Look, Viola is coming down.” Elena Williams said with a smile.

Upon hearing this, everyone looked up.

They saw Viola, holding onto Mrs. Thompson’s arm, slowly walking down from upstairs.

Viola was wearing a red evening gown.

It was an incredibly bright red, almost dazzling.

If not for Viola’s natural beauty, nobody would dare challenge such a red color. This shade of red not only required good skin, but also good facial features and body proportions.

Too fat wouldn’t work.

Too skinny wouldn’t work either.

But it was this highly demanding color that, when worn by Viola, made it seem as if this color was made just for her.

The one-shouldered design exposed her beautiful collarbone.

Her skin was as white as jade.

Although they were far apart, they could vaguely see that Viola was wearing a jade necklace around her neck that matched the earrings by her ears.