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“Rachel is at home,” Viola Thompson replied.

Mary Perryne also liked the young girl in front of her very much. She held Viola’s hand tightly and said, “Viola, we had promised last time that if you come to River City, be sure to let me know on WhatsApp. Why didn’t you tell me?”

Viola smiled softly, “Aunt Thompson, I’ve just arrived in Capital City, and I haven’t had time to tell you yet.”

After all, she only met Mary once, and it would be presumptuous to bother her when she first arrived in Capital City.

“It’s too late today, but come to my house tomorrow!” Mary enthusiastically said. “Viola, where are you staying? I’ll pick you up tomorrow.”

Before Viola could speak, Mary continued, “Don’t say you don’t have time. Make some time if you have to. Since you’re in Capital City, you must visit my house! ”

Mary had said everything she needed to say, so if Viola continued to decline, it would seem pretentious.

“Alright, Auntie, I’ll come to your house tomorrow,” Viola replied. “But there’s no need for you to pick me up, I can go by myself. Just give me your address.”

“It’s fine. My house has a driver,” Mary said, eagerly wanting Viola to come to her house as a guest.

For some reason, every time she saw Viola, her mood would improve.

“Auntie, there’s really no need. If you insist on being so polite, I’d feel embarrassed to bother you,” Viola said.

Mary laughed, “Alright, alright. I’ll send you the address. You must come tomorrow, Viola.’

Viola nodded slightly.

Until bidding farewell to Viola, Mary was still in a great mood.

When she got home, Mrs. Thompson saw her and curiously asked, “What’s the occasion? You seem so happy today.”

Such moments were rare for Mary.

Laughing, Mary said, “Haven’t I told you before about the beautiful young girl 1 met in River City?”

“No,” Mrs. Thompson shook her head.

Mary continued, “She’s the most beautiful girl I’ve ever seen, even more stunning than movie stars. Mom, do you know Bettye McMillan?”

“Of course, she was a big star in the 1980s.”

Bettye McMillan was a well-known beauty who has acted in many classic TV series and movies.

Mary smiled and said, “The girl I met is even more beautiful than Bettye McMillan.’

“Really?” Mrs. Thompson found it hard to believe.

Bettye McMillan was already a top beauty.

Could there be someone more beautiful than her in this world?

It seemed impossible!

“Of course, it’s true,” Mary continued. “l just saw her on the street, and I invited her to visit our home tomorrow. You’ll see for yourself.” Mrs. Thompson laughed, “I’ll have a good look tomorrow.”

At that moment, Sylvia Thompson walked in from outside. Mary waved at her, “Sylvia, come over here.”

“Mom, grandma,” Sylvia greeted them with a smile on her face.

Seeing Sylvia, Mrs. Thompson turned away with a displeased expression.

Sylvia bit her lip.

Feeling hurt, she thought, ‘I’m not an object. I have feelings, and I can get upset too.’

But Mrs. Thompson never cared about her feelings.

Mary said, “If you have nothing going on at school tomorrow, don’t go out.”

Sylvia and Viola were the same age, and Sylvia would have some company if she stayed at home.

It also showed the importance of their guests. “Are we having guests tomorrow?” Sylvia asked.

“Mhm,” Mary nodded.

Curiously, Sylvia asked, “Who’s coming?”

With a mysterious smile, Mary said, “Wait until the guest arrives, and you’ll know.”

Last time, Sylvia got along well with Viola. When she saw Viola again, it might give Sylvia a pleasant surprise.

“I’m looking forward to it,” Sylvia said with a smile.

In fact, Sylvia had a vague idea in her heart.

She studied finance and was passionate about the financial industry. Sawyer

Thompson already mentioned introducing her to internationally renowned finance masters.

Maybe tomorrow’s guest would be a famous finance expert.Thinking about this, Sylvia Thompson was extremely excited.

Since the Thompson Clan always treated her as not their biological daughter, she would strive hard to shine and make everyone see her.

She wanted to show off her financial talents and be taken on as an apprentice by a financial master.

Mrs. Thompson glanced at the two of them and then said, “I’m tired and going upstairs to rest.”

Sylvia stood up eagerly, “Grandma, are you too tired? I’ve just learned massage, let me give you a massage.”

“No need.” Mrs. Thompson ignored Sylvia and went straight upstairs.

A sense of loss filled Sylvia’s eyes.

She knew Mrs. Thompson wasn’t tired.

Mrs. Thompson simply disliked her.

Sometimes.

She really wanted to ask Mrs. Thompson what she had done to make her hate her so much.

She really wanted to know.

Mary Perryne noticed Sylvia’s mood change, looked at her neck and asked with a smile, “Sylvia, I’ve never seen you wear this necklace before.”

By the end, Mary seemed to have discovered something and then said, “Is this the Miss Thompson Co-branded Necklace?”

“Yeah.” Sylvia Thompson nodded, “My brother gave it to me.”

Mary smiled, “Your brother has a good taste; this necklace looks good on you.”

Sylvia touched the pendant on her neck and said, “Mom, I want to become someone like Miss Thompson in the future.”

Her eyes were filled with infinite light.

Hearing this, Mrs. Thompson, who had already reached the staircase entrance, looked back and said, “Miss Thompson became famous at the age of eighteen. And you? Are you not afraid of being ridiculed when you say this?” The light in Sylvia’s eyes disappeared in an instant.

Mary frowned slightly, unable to hold back and said, “Mom, why do you have to bring our child down like this?” Having a dream is a good thing.

People without dreams are the scariest.

“I’m just telling the truth.” Mrs. Thompson said.

After finishing speaking, she turned around and left.

Mary immediately turned her head to comfort Sylvia, “Sylvia, your grandma didn’t mean anything else, don’t mind her.” Didn’t mean anything else?

Mrs. Thompson clearly looked down on her.

Sylvia nodded her head sensibly, “Mom, I know, I don’t blame Grandma.”

Seeing Sylvia being so sensible, Mary was delighted, “Sylvia, go upstairs and take a break. Get up early tomorrow.”

“Alright.”

The next day.

Sylvia got up early and came downstairs after dressing carefully.

She was dressed quite formally today.

After all, the guest was an international financial master, and she had to make a good impression on them.

Today, apart from Sawyer Thompson, almost everyone else was at home.

After breakfast, Sylvia couldn’t wait any longer and asked, “Mom, when will the guest arrive?”

“It should be soon; we agreed on nine o’clock.” Mary looked at her watch, “I’ll go out to meet them, Sylvia, go and prepare some fruits.”

“Alright.”

Mary just came outside and saw the housekeeper with Viola Thompson walking in.

“Viola!”

Mary immediately ran forward to greet her.

“Aunt Thompson.”

Mary took the things from Viola’s hand, “You child, just come to play, no need to bring a gift.”

“It’s just a little token of appreciation.”

The two chatted while walking inside.

“Sylvia, the guest has arrived.”

Sylvia just came out holding a plate of fruit, and the moment she saw Viola, her entire demeanor went blank..