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Chapter 365: 145: Viola is a face-slapping expert_2

So her previous engagement in River City is naturally void.

Mary Perryne continued, “Now, the problem is that Viola is unwilling to sever ties with the Lentz Clan.”

“Why?” Sawyer Thompson asked.

Mary Perryne frowned slightly, “I think the girl really seems to have fallen in love with Terrence Lentz.”

“How do you know?” Sawyer Thompson asked.

Mary Perryne explained, “I just talked to Viola about this, and she told me that Terrence wasn’t as unbearable as I imagined. You can tell that the girl now has her heart set on Terrence. Sawyer, what do you think we should do about this?”

Hearing this, Sawyer Thompson also frowned slightly.

Viola is the little princess of the Thompson Clan, whom he has doted on and worried about. Now that he heard this sudden news, he naturally couldn’t accept it.

“Did Viola really say that?” Sawyer Thompson asked.

“Yes.” Mary Perryne nodded.

Although she was the mother, she didn’t dare to speak too strongly, because she had not been the one raising Viola. Although they were mother and daughter, they always felt a barrier between them.

If it had been Sylvia Thompson, the situation would have been easier to handle.

No matter what, Sylvia was the child she had raised single-handedly.

Mary Perryne continued, “What should we do about this?”

Sawyer Thompson lit a cigarette, “Don’t worry, we will watch and wait. Viola has her own opinions. Since she chose Terrence and spoke those words, it means that Terrence possesses merits that attract her.”

Sawyer Thompson trusted Viola’s judgment.

Having said that, Sawyer Thompson continued, “If Viola really likes Terrence, then we should support her!”

Hearing this, Mary Perryne widened her eyes in surprise, “What did you say?”

Sawyer Thompson smiled, “As parents, our greatest hope is to see our children happy. So, as long as Viola likes him, I will support her. Although Terrence may not possess any remarkable business talents, with our family’s strength, our daughter will not need to depend on her husband. After all, our estate will be Viola’s, and theirs together!”

It wasn’t an exaggeration.

With the current foundation of the Thompson Clan, even ten Terrences would not be able to squander it all.

About this, Sawyer Thompson was quite confident.

“You have such a big heart!” Mary Perryne was speechless, “Do you know how terrible Terrence’s reputation is in River City?”

“It’s just hearsay. Don’t make conclusions before you see the young man for yourself.” Sawyer Thompson looked at Mary Perryne and continued, “Have you forgotten how others gossip about our Viola?”

Being called an ignorant country bumpkin who couldn’t do anything.

But was Viola really that kind of person?

Mary Perryne paused for a moment.

Her words did make sense.

Sawyer Thompson smiled and patted Mary Perryne’s shoulder, “So, don’t worry about it for no reason.”

Mary Perryne also showed a helpless smile.

However, she didn’t sleep well that night.

As a result, she woke up the next day with a somewhat exhausted complexion.

Noticing that something was wrong with Mary Perryne, Sylvia Thompson walked over and massaged her shoulders, laughing, “Mom, did you not sleep well last night?”

“Yes.” Mary Perryne nodded.

Sylvia’s massage technique was quite good and very comfortable, no worse than a professional masseuse. Mary Perryne smiled, “Sylvia, who did you learn this massage technique from?”

“I figured it out on my own,” Sylvia replied, “How do you find it?”

In fact, Sylvia had specifically learned it from a professional, but she hid this fact just to let Mary Perryne know that she was smart.

Self-taught.

“Very nice.”

Seeing Viola coming downstairs, she deliberately acted more affectionate and said, “Mom, if you like it, I’ll give you a massage every day.”

She wanted Viola to see.

Only she and Mary Perryne were the real mother and daughter, and Viola was just an outsider.

So what if they shared blood?

In the end, she could never match up to her, an outsider.

“Okay.” Mary Perryne nodded satisfactorily.

“Then I will give you a massage every day.” Sylvia’s tone was gentle.

Standing aside, Nanny White saw this scene and unconsciously curved her mouth into a smile.

She thought to herself.

How nice it would be if she were Mary Perryne.

Unfortunately.

She didn’t have such luck.

With this thought, a hint of melancholy filled Nanny White’s eyes.

Viola glanced over and caught Nanny White’s gaze.

Nanny White smiled and said, “Young Miss Viola.”