Chapter 375 - 375 147: Sylvia Thompson’s face turned pale, amazed and astonished! _3
Chapter 375 - 375 147: Sylvia Thompson’s face turned pale, amazed and astonished! _3
Chapter 375 - 375 147: Sylvia Thompson’s face turned pale, amazed and astonished! _3
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Viola Thompson was like a sun.
She took away all her brightness.
No.
No way.
She can’t let this happen.
Viola had to disappear from this family.
With this thought, Sylvia Thompson squinted her eyes.
Cynthia Wilkins looked at Viola, “Viola, so it’s settled then! No backing out! I’ll come pick you up then!”
“Hmm,” Viola nodded slightly.
Cynthia Wilkins seemed to recall something and continued, “Oh, Mary, where’s your grandmother?”
Mary Perryne laughed, “She was taken to Sea City by the third son and his wife last night and said she would be back on the third day of the Lunar New Year.”
“Really?” Cynthia Wilkins nodded and commented, “Well, your family’s third son is really dutiful!”
“Yes,” Mary laughed, “Both the second and third sons are dutiful.”
“That’s why it’s good to have many children, look at your grandmother is so well-off! If we knew, we should have had more children back then!”
Viola led Mr. and Mrs. Tuchman upstairs.
She took Mrs. Tuchman’s pulse.
Cheryl Forrest asked nervously, “Miss Thompson, how is it?”
Viola Thompson let go of Cheryl Forrest’s hand, “Madam Tuchman don’t worry, your pulse is steady. However, you should abstain from certain foods early in pregnancy, and you can’t eat fruits like hawthorn, longan, and lychee.”
Only then did Cheryl Forrest heave a sigh of relief and look at Viola, “Miss Thompson, you are the savior of our entire family, and we don’t have much to thank you. Please accept this.”
As she finished speaking, Cheryl Forrest placed an old wooden box on the table.
Cheryl Forrest continued, “In this box is a jade pendant that my grandmother left me, saying that it can ward off danger and bring peace.”
Beyond this jade pendant, Cheryl Forrest couldn’t think of any other better gift.
The jade pendant quietly lied on the red velvet cloth.
Under the illumination of the light, it seemed very transparent, and you could tell it was somewhat old.
Viola Thompson said, “Mrs. Tuchman, I can’t accept such a valuable gift.”
“Miss Thompson, if you don’t accept it, we would be restless.”
It was Viola who gave them new hope.
Not to mention a jade pendant.
Even if it depleted their family’s wealth, they were still willing to do so.
Upon hearing this, Mr. Tuchman nodded, “Indeed, Ms. Thompson, please accept it! Otherwise, it would be meaningless for us to make a long trip from home to the Capital City.”
At this point, Viola had to accept it and smiled, “When the baby is born, I’ll definitely come to drink a toast.”
Upon hearing this, Cheryl Forrest laughed, “Great! I was thinking of having the baby call you godmother.”
“It’s my honor.”
Mr. Tuchman stood up, “Miss Thompson, we’ve finished paying our New Year’s visit, so we’ll be leaving first.”
Viola Thompson said, “Stay for lunch before you go.”
“No,” Mr. Tuchman laughed, “My wife wants to go shopping at Little South Street, our flight back home is the day after tomorrow, if we don’t go shopping today, we won’t have time later.”
“Alright then,” Viola Thompson stood up to see them off, “The snow outside is a bit thick, Mrs. Tuchman, be careful not to slip, and watch your safety.”
Mr. Tuchman nodded, “Rest assured, I’m here.”
Once outside, Mary Perryne once again invited the couple to stay for dinner, but they declined.
Cheryl Forrest looked at Mary Perryne and said, “Mrs. Thompson, I’m really envious of you for having such an outstanding daughter. You must be very fortunate.”
She hoped the child in her belly would be as outstanding as Viola Thompson when it grows up.
Thinking about it, Cheryl Forrest unknowingly placed her hand on her lower abdomen.
Mary Perryne smiled broadly, “Thank you.”
Actually, she often felt that she was very lucky in her past life, so in this life she was able to find her long-lost daughter.
Sometimes she woke up in the middle of the night and felt that everything was so incredible.
Sylvia Thompson just stood there watching Viola Thompson.
Her feelings were in turmoil.
Viola sent them outside, arranged for the driver to take them back to the hotel, and instructed the driver, “Uncle Friedman, please drive slowly and take care.”
“Okay, Miss Thompson, don’t worry.”
Viola Thompson nodded, waved goodbye to Mr. and Mrs. Tuchman, “Mr. and Mrs. Tuchman, see you in River City.”
“Miss Thompson, see you in River City.”
The New Year was soon over.
High school seniors were gradually returning to school.
Viola still had unfinished business in Capital City, so she asked her teacher for a month’s leave, without any hurry to return.
About this.
Edward Thompson was very opposed.
“Mom, how can you not control my sister? The third year of high school is the most important year, especially the last semester. If she doesn’t even attend school, what kind of college can she get into?”