Substitute Marriage: Reborn As The Top Big-Shot

Chapter 573: 199: Huan Huan: Aunt Zhang is absolutely not simple! _4
But it just so happened.

That time was incredibly slow.

These three hours felt even longer than three years to Olivia Cooper.

…

Thompson Clan.

Viola Thompson stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, overlooking the scenery of the backyard garden of the Thompson residence.

A cat and a dog sat on either side of her.

Like two little loyal guardians.

Steward Dalton walked in from outside and saw this scene.

From his perspective, Viola Thompson’s silhouette seemed incredibly impressive!

At this moment, the cat and the dog both turned their heads to look at Steward Dalton.

They looked quite adorable.

Steward Dalton raised the corners of his mouth involuntarily and said, “Miss.”

Viola Thompson looked back slightly.

“Grandpa Steward is here.”

Steward Dalton nodded and handed Viola Thompson a file, “Here’s the information you requested.”

“Thank you.” Viola Thompson reached out and took it.

Steward Dalton continued, “Miss, if there’s nothing else, I’ll leave first.”

“Mm.” Viola Thompson nodded slightly.

After Steward Dalton left, Viola Thompson opened the file and took out a document from it.

From the contents of the investigation in the file,

Aunt Zhang was just like the other servants at home.

There was nothing special about her.

Whether it was the servants at home or the neighbors, all spoke highly of her.

Viola Thompson furrowed her brows slightly.

If she suspected that Mrs. Thompson’s fall was not an accident, then she had to start with the servants working at home.

So,

She investigated every servant in the house.

Although there was no problem with Aunt Zhang’s investigation results, she was still different from the other servants at home.

Because on the files of other servants, people’s evaluations of them would more or less have some dissatisfaction.

Being human,

It’s impossible to please everyone.

But Aunt Zhang seemed to have no flaws in everyone’s eyes.

Aunt Zhang, in other people’s eyes,

Was diligent, capable, and honest.

Never quarreled or argued with anyone, and had a kind heart.

Perhaps,

The only flaw was her poor choice of spouse.

Her husband would frequently beat her up.

Viola Thompson narrowed her eyes slightly, and her beautiful brows formed a “川” shape.

She instinctively felt that Aunt Zhang was not simple.

Especially after meeting Olivia Cooper,

She wondered how Olivia Cooper got those injuries…

It seemed that this matter needed further investigation.

The next morning,

Cafe.

Sylvia Thompson sat in front of a window, stirring the brown coffee in her cup with a silver spoon.

The aroma of the specialty coffee filled the air.

A moment later, she took a sip of the coffee and furrowed her brows.

Immediately, she spat the coffee back into the cup.

She slammed the cup hard onto the table, “Waiter!”

The waiter hurried over immediately, “Miss, what do you need?”

Sylvia Thompson’s face was stern, “Didn’t I say I wanted the original flavor? Why is there sugar in it?”

Indeed.

Sylvia Thompson never drank sweetened coffee.

Because for her, drinking coffee was a way to cultivate one’s temperament.

Instead of saying she was drinking coffee, it was more like tasting it.

Only by slowly savoring it could one taste the true flavor of the coffee.

The sugar cube would mask the original taste of the coffee.

Moreover, Sylvia Thompson believed that only inferior people would put sugar in their coffee.

That’s why instant coffee was always sweet.

And her,

She was born noble.

The waiter immediately picked up the cup, “I’m sorry, Miss, we will replace it for you right away.”

“Go.” Sylvia Thompson said impatiently.

The waiter immediately went to replace the coffee.

Soon, she brought over a cup of original flavored coffee, “Miss, sorry for the wait.”

Sylvia Thompson picked up the coffee and took a small sip.

“Miss, are you satisfied?” the waiter then asked.

“Barely.” Sylvia Thompson replied.

The waiter let out a sigh of relief, “Miss, if you need anything else, please call me.”

“Go away.” Sylvia Thompson waved her hand.

Not long after,

Footsteps echoed in the air.

Then, a girl with shoulder-length hair sat opposite Sylvia Thompson.

The girl had exquisite features.

Thick eyebrows and big eyes.

She could be considered a type that could stand alongside Sylvia Thompson.

“Sylvia.”

“Sister Pag Gar.” Sylvia Thompson smiled and looked at Pag Gar.

Pag Gar put her bag on the chair beside her, “This cafe has quite a nice atmosphere. Do you come here often?”

“Mm.” Sylvia Thompson nodded.

The two chatted for a bit before getting to the main topic.

“Sylvia, is the method you taught me really going to work?” Pag Gar felt unsure deep inside.

Sylvia Thompson took a sip of her coffee, and the corners of her mouth curved slightly, “Sister Pag Gar, this is called retreating in order to advance. I know my second brother very well, he’s an artist after all, and his thinking is different from ordinary people. The more you chase after him, the more likely he will feel repulsed by you.”