Substitute Marriage: Reborn As The Top Big-Shot Chapter 68 – Chapter 68: 067: My boyfriend is more handsome than him

Chapter 68: 067: My boyfriend is more handsome than him.

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Hearing that, Mary Perryne quickly nodded, “Okay, okay, I'll go back to rest immediately.”

Sylvia Thompson stood up, took Mary Perryne i s arm, and escorted her upstairs.

Aunt Zhang looked at the fading figures of the mother and daughter and lowered her eyes, lost in thought.

Soon, they arrived at the third floor.

Sylvia helped Mary sit down by the bed, “Mom, goodnight.”

“Goodnight.” Mary Perryne told Sylvia, “Sylvia, you should rest early too.” “Okay.” Sylvia nodded.

As she finished speaking, Sylvia turned around to leave, when at that moment, Mary grabbed her hand.

“Sylvia, wait a moment.”

Sylvia looked back, “Mom, what's wrong?”

Mary stared at Sylvia, “Sylvia, let's leave for River City right now! What if your sister suddenly leaves River City? I'm so anxious right now, I wish 1 could fly to River City right away.”

Sylvia suppressed the displeasure in her heart.

Mary was still unsure whether Rachel Barton was indeed Viola Thompson or not, but she was already so agitated. If they really found Viola, would there be any room left for her in the Thompson household?

Thinking about this, Sylvia clenched her fists. Her knuckles had already turned slightly white from the pressure.

“Mom, calm down,” Sylvia looked at Mary, her hands pressing down on her shoulders, her tone still gentle, “Don't worry for now. First of all, we still can't be sure whether that person is my sister. And secondly, it's already midnight. There are no flights now, and we have booked a flight at six tomorrow morning. You should rest properly, and I will call you when it's time.”

Mary slowly calmed down and held Sylvia's hand tightly, “Alright, Sylvia, I'll listen to you.”

Ten minutes later, Sylvia returned to her own room.

Her face looked somewhat tired.

She didn't know when the Thompson Family would truly accept her.

All these years, she had been wearing a mask, constantly trying to please the Thompson Family. It was too exhausting.

Sylvia sat down in front of the dresser mirror, looking at her reflection, feeling a great sense of unfamiliarity.

Knock, knock, knock.

At that moment, there was a knock on the door.

“Come in.”

Sylvia adjusted her emotions, the corners of her mouth displaying a gentle curve.

The next second, Aunt Zhang walked in with a tonic.

“Miss, the kitchen stewed bird's nest today. I brought you some.”

“Thank you, Aunt Zhang.”

Sylvia was always like this – polite, well-mannered, and knowing proper etiquette, no matter the time, place or person.

Even when dealing with the household's servants, she treated everyone equally and never put on the airs of a rich heiress.

That's why the servants in the house liked her too.

Aunt Zhang wiped her hands on her apron, smiling, “Miss, there's no need for you to be so polite with me. This is what I should do.”

Sylvia picked up the bowl of bird's nest and took a sip.

Aunt Zhang looked at Sylvia and asked, “Miss, are you really going to River City with Madam tomorrow?”

“Yes.” Sylvia nodded.

Aunt Zhang hesitated, “There is something I don't know if I should say or not. After all, I'm just a servant in this family.”

Hearing this, Sylvia turned her eyes towards Aunt Zhang, 'You've worked in this family for so many years, and 1 practically grew up under your care. Feel free to say whatever you want, I've never treated you as just a servant.” In fact, all of this was Sylvia's fagade.

She wished she could be like the Thompson Brothers, doing whatever they wanted without having to deliberately please anyone.

But she couldn't.

She wasn't the Thompsons' biological daughter.

She had to be the most perfect person in everyone's eyes.

Flawless in every way.

Aunt Zhang sighed, “Miss, I've seen everything you've done over these years, and I truly feel for you! Although you're not the biological daughter of Sir and Madam, you've done even better than a real daughter would! Even many biological daughters can't do what you've done. I don't know what Sir and Madam are thinking, insisting on finding Viola. Is this blood relationship really that important?”

This question really stumped Sylvia.

She also wanted to ask the Thompson Family, was blood relationship that important?

Even Aunt Zhang, an outsider, could see her difficulties, so why couldn't the Thompson Family? In the end, they simply didn't consider her their biological daughter!

It was ironic.

“Aunt Zhang, please don't say such things again. Dad and Niom have been very good to me, treating me as their own daughter. But after all, my sister is their real child, and I was just adopted by them. It's only natural for them to want to find my sister back, and I don't mind at all. In the future, I will do my best to help them find my sister.”

Saying this, Sylvia paused for a moment before continuing, “Actually, I'm not as good as you think. I'm just doing what I should do.”

“Miss, you've already done your best. As the saying goes, 'an outsider sees things clearer.' You're like family to me, so 1 hope that no matter what, you'll think of yourself first and leave yourself a way out.” At this point, Aunt Zhang looked back at the direction of the door and subconsciously lowered her voice, “Actually, not everyone with a red birthmark on their right arm is necessarily Viola. Be careful not to be deceived.'

After saying that, Aunt Zhang collected the bowl of bird's nest and turned to leave.

Sylvia watched Aunt Zhangs retreating figure, her eyes narrowed slightly.

River City.

Viola Thompson brought three cups of milk tea to the table.

Cleveland had already ordered the dishes and handed the menu to Viola

Thompson, “Master, see if there's anything else to add.”

Viola Thompson took the menu, glanced at it, “Almost. We can add more if it's not enough.”

She wasn't picky, she could eat anything.

Doleman looked at Viola Thompson, “Great Master, how many years have you been studying computers?” He was very curious now.

“About… six or seven years.” Six or seven years?

Doleman was a little surprised.

You can be so good at computers after five or six years?

This, this, this is a bit scary.

No wonder she's a Great Master!

Viola Thompson took a sip of her milk tea and said with a pleasant surprise,

“The milk tea in this shop is better than I expected!”

When she laughed, her cheeks were graced with dimples, like dazzling peach blossoms in April, and like willows swaying by the river, graceful and charming.

Such is the beauty of a heart mole and the saudade in front of the bed.

This scene just happened to catch the eye of a man in a wheelchair nearby.

The corners of the man's thin lips raised unconsciously.

“Stop.”

“What's wrong, brother?” Adam stopped and looked down at Terrence Lentz.

” I'm hungry.”

Adam widened his eyes, not understanding what was going on, “Well… '

Before he could finish, the man interrupted him, “Let's have a late-night snack.'

Adam looked back at a fly restaurant on the side of the road.

“Here?”

“Yes.

Adam swallowed, not quite believing it.

When did the distinguished Mister Terrence Lentz ever lower himself like this?

A fly restaurant!

Upon entering, Adam found out Terrence Lentz's real intention.

So it was about something other than food.

“Sister-in-Law…” Adam began to yell. Terrence Lentz interrupted him firmly, “Don't.”

Adam immediately closed his mouth.

If it wasn't about food and he couldn't call out, what was going on?

Terrence Lentz's eyes fell on a vacant table next door, “Sit there.”

Although it was just next door, there was a decorative cloth barrier between the two tables, so it was easy not to see each other if one was not paying attention.

After sitting down, Adam ordered a few dishes at random.

Terrence Lentz ordered a milk tea.

Adam had always found it strange, as he had never seen Terrence Lentz drink milk tea before. However, when he saw the milk tea on Viola Thompson's table, he no longer found it strange.

Just then, a male voice came from the table next door.

“Hello, Miss. Can l, I have your WeChat?”

Hearing this, Terrence Lentz's phoenix eyes narrowed slightly.

Viola Thompson put down her milk tea cup and looked at him: “You want my

WeChat?”

“Yes.” The male student nodded shyly.

Viola Thompson frowned imperceptibly, “But I only have one M/eChat, so if I give it to you, what do 1 use?”

Hearing this, Doleman next to her burst into laughter.

The Great Master is so adorable!

Ha ha ha!

Adam on the next table also laughed.

The sister-in-law is quite interesting.

The man who wanted the WeChat had never expected Viola Thompson's thought process to be so unique. He immediately explained: “No, no, Miss, you misunderstand. I just want to add your WeChat contacts, not your actual WeChat app.”

“You have good taste,” Viola Thompson nodded slightly, and then smiled gently, “However, I already have a fiancé.”

Fiancé!

This word surprised not only the man who wanted her WeChat but also Cleveland and Doleman sitting across from her.

No one had expected that Viola Thompson would have a fiancé.

Even Terrence Lentz didn't expect this answer.

His deep phoenix eyes were as black as the night, with no visible depth.

After the man left, Cleveland looked at Viola Thompson, “Master, you were just lying to that guy, weren't you?”

“No.” Viola Thompson's eyes were serious, “l really have a fiancé.”

“Are you joking?” Cleveland continued to ask.

“No.” Viola Thompson said, “And my fiancé is better-looking than him..”

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