Chapter 119: 094: Almighty Lingling_3
Translator: 549690339
With Mrs. Thompson’s attitude, it wouldn’t just be difficult for Sylvia – even she couldn’t bear it.
Fortunately, Sylvia had a good temper.
“I’ve talked to her about it, but you know how my mom is. Once she’s made up her mind, who can change it?” Sawyer asked rhetorically.
After all, Sylvia was her biological daughter, and seeing her being treated unfairly made Mary’s heart ache.
“There’s one more thing I haven’t told you yet.” Sawyer seemed to remember suddenly.
“What is it?” Mary asked.
Sawyer continued, “Mom plans to live with us long-term.”
Mary was extremely surprised, “Long-term?”
“Yes.” Sawyer nodded.
For the past few years, Mrs. Thompson had been living in the southern coastal cities where the climate was pleasant all year round. She was no longer used to Capital City’s climate, so she hadn’t stayed there long-term for many years.
“It’s because of Viola.” Sawyer continued, “In mom’s words, if she can’t find Viola, she would have no regrets even if she died in the Capital City.”
Hearing this, Mary sighed lightly.
Mrs. Thompson’s life had not been easy; she had three sons who each had eight sons of their own. Finally, she had a granddaughter…
But thinking of Sylvia, Mary started to worry again, “But if mom stays here, what about Sylvia?”
“You make it sound like my mom mistreats her!” Sawyer said with slight annoyance.
Mary immediately explained, “You know that’s not what I meant.”
It was obvious that Mrs. Thompson didn’t like Sylvia.
If she stayed with the Thompson Clan long-term, Sylvia might feel more or less uncomfortable.
Sawyer continued, “You don’t expect me to drive my mom away for Sylvia’s sake, do you?”
“Of course not! I don’t mean that at all!” Mary quickly denied.
Sawyer glanced at Mary, “Don’t worry, mom isn’t unreasonable. She won’t make things difficult for Sylvia.”
Mary nodded, “l know. I’m just worried that Sylvia won’t be used to it.”
“She’s her grandmother. Even if she’s not used to it, she’ll have to learn.” Sawyers tone was very firm.
Elders were, after all, elders.
On the other side, Nanny Donne, a servant, came to Sylvia’s room.
“Nanny Donne, what brings you here so late?” Sylvia always had a smiling face for everyone.
Even if the other party was just a servant in the Thompson Clan.
As a result, the servants in the house liked her a lot.
Nanny Donne smiled, “Mrs. Thompson asked me to get the records of your search for Miss Viola over the past two years.” Records? What did the old lady want with those?
To settle scores after the harvest?
Sylvia still maintained a gentle smile, “Nanny Donne, please tell grandmother it will take me a moment to gather everything together as there’s quite a bit of it. ”
“Alright, Miss.” Nanny Donne nodded.
Nanny Donne returned to Mrs. Thompson’s room.
“Where’s the stuff?” Mrs. Thompson asked.
Nanny Donne relayed Sylvia’s words to her.
Mrs. Thompson didn’t say anything further, just nodded, “Understood.”
Then, Mrs. Thompson asked, “Jocelyn, how long have you been working here?”
“Three years.” Nanny Donne replied.
Mrs. Thompson nodded, not asking anything else, and simply said, “l don’t have anything else for you. You can knock off early and head home!” Nanny Donne looked up at Mrs. Thompson, a hint of surprise in her eyes.
People said Mrs. Thompson had a bad temper and was fierce.
However, after spending time with her, she found Mrs. Thompson wasn’t as difficult as she’d imagined, and was actually a very kind old lady.
“Alright, Mrs. Thompson.”
Nanny Donne turned to leave.
Mrs. Thompson seemed to remember something, “Jocelyn, wait a moment.” “Mrs. Thompson, is there anything else you need?” Nanny Donne asked.
Mrs. Thompson pointed to the plush toy on the table, “1 got this as a gift while shopping today. I have no use for it, so you can take it home for your kids to play with.”
“Thank you, Mrs. Thompson.” Nanny Donne was very excited.
Her husband had been ill for years, and she had to support the whole family on her own wages, so she rarely bought toys for her children. If she brought this toy home, her children would be over the moon. “It’s not something 1 specifically bought for you.”
She hoped that every child in the world would be treated kindly.
After saying this, Mrs. Thompson returned to her room to sleep.
Nanny Donne carried the plush toy and happily went home..