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Although it was only a short two minutes, Samuel Thompson felt incredibly excited.
Viola Thompson gave a faint smile and said, “Just a small test of my skills.”
Her words were not an exaggeration.
The Thompson Clan’s field was only enough for her to have a small test of her skills.
Hearing this, Edward Thompson turned his head to glance at Viola.
On the other side, Sylvia Thompson also got out of the car, feeling dizzy and unable to stand steadily, followed by a churning in her stomach.
These were the symptoms of nausea.
Realizing this, Sylvia quickly covered her mouth and ran to the nearby bushes, vomiting violently, as if even her bile wanted to come out.
Seeing this, Edward Thompson immediately ran over and asked, “Sylvia, are you alright?”
As he spoke, he helped Sylvia by patting her back, feeling heartache for her.
He didn’t know if Viola did this intentionally or unintentionally!
If it was intentional, then Viola would be utterly heartless.
Sylvia kindly guided her driving skills.
Yet Viola treated Sylvia this way.
Could it be that Viola was also interested in Mr. White?
Thinking of this, Edward Thompson frowned slightly, his eyes filled with complex emotions.
He hoped he was wrong!
Tears had welled up in Sylvia’s eyes, and she looked very uncomfortable.
“Do you feel better now?”
Despite the repugnant smell of vomit, Edward Thompson didn’t show any discomfort, and instead took out a handkerchief to help Sylvia wipe her mouth.
“I’m fine,” after vomiting, Sylvia felt better. She looked up at Edward Thompson and said, “Brother, don’t worry and don’t blame sister. She didn’t do it on purpose. It’s just my weak constitution.”
Edward was not sure whether Viola did it intentionally or not, but upon hearing Sylvia’s words, he immediately understood Viola’s intentions.
Viola did it intentionally.
Sylvia looked at Edward Thompson and smiled, saying, “Brother, wasn’t sister amazing just now? Were you all stunned by her performance?”
At this point, unwillingness flashed in Sylvia’s eyes.
She originally wanted to teach Viola how to drive and also show off her driving skills, allowing everyone to see the difference between her and Viola.
Who would have thought things would turn out ?
How did Viola learn to race?
Seeing Sylvia’s innocence, being used by Viola and still unaware of it, Edward Thompson couldn’t help but feel uneasy. He said, “Compared to you, she’s not even close to your level.”
Only Sylvia was the most outstanding.
Sylvia smiled and said, “Brother, you’re just saying that.”
Then, she lowered her head and continued, “Actually, I know sister is very good at driving. Compared to her, I’m the one who’s far inferior. What should I do, brother? I feel like I can’t beat sister in anything! I can’t compare to her in any way. Will you… will you dislike me in the future…””
“Silly girl, how could I ever dislike you!” Edward Thompson patted Sylvia’s head, “Don’t overthink things. I’ve said it before, no matter what, in my heart, you are always the most amazing and beautiful sister. No one else can even come close.”
“Really?” Sylvia tilted her head, looking at Edward Thompson.
Edward Thompson smiled and said, “Of course it’s true.”
As the words fell, he continued, “Sylvia, Mr. White has a good character and background. He is an excellent choice. You should consider making friends with him, alright?”
Compared to Xavier, Mr. White was simply a bright moon in the sky.
Sylvia pretended not to understand Edward Thompson’s meaning and said, “I know, brother. As the saying goes, the more friends, the more pathways. I’ll go back and change my clothes, and I’ll be back later.”
“Okay, go ahead,” Edward Thompson nodded.
Watching Sylvia’s retreating figure, Edward Thompson felt a touch of melancholy.
In the end, Sylvia was still too naive.
She didn’t have any hidden intentions towards Mr. White and hadn’t even thought about anything else.
But what about Viola?
She had already started trying to attract Mr. White’s attention.
Was this the difference between a country girl and a wealthy young lady?
Edward Thompson sighed helplessly and walked back towards the front.
Mary Perryne had some pastries sent over.
Seeing Edward Thompson approaching alone, she asked curiously, “Where’s Sylvia?”
“Sylvia almost vomited in the car just now and went back to change her clothes,” Edward said.
Upon hearing what happened to Sylvia, Mary Perryne became worried and asked, “Is Sylvia okay?”
“That’s good,” Mary Perryne breathed a sigh of relief, then continued, “These are chestnut cakes and glutinous rice cakes just brought over from the kitchen. Why don’t you try some? They go well with this post-snow Maojian tea.”