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Viola Thompson nodded faintly.
Nanny White looked at Viola, “Miss, breakfast is ready, would you like a Western-style or Chinese-style breakfast?”
“Chinese-style is fine.” Viola answered.
“Alright, just a moment.”
Seeing Viola, Mary Perryne smiled and said, “Viola, come quickly, Sylvia’s massage technique is really good. Let her try it on you too.”
As a mother, when encountering anything happy, the first thing she would think of is sharing it with her children.
Hearing this, Sylvia Thompson’s heart went cold.
Give Viola a massage?
Is she Viola’s servant?
But now, Sylvia couldn’t express her inner thoughts and smiled at Viola, “Sister, sit down here, and I will give you a massage.”
With someone offering a free massage, Viola wouldn’t refuse.
She sat down directly.
Looking at Viola sitting in the chair, Sylvia was about to explode.
She had thought that Viola would decline.
But she didn’t expect Viola to actually sit down.
Did she really treat her as a servant?
Sylvia tried hard to suppress the anger in her heart, “It’s nothing, I should.”
As she finished speaking, Sylvia began to massage Viola.
Mary watched the sisters getting along so harmoniously and smiled, “How’s the massage, Viola? Isn’t Sylvia’s technique quite good?”
“Indeed, it’s not bad.” Viola spoke in a faint tone.
Sylvia hid the anger in her eyes.
Mrs. Thompson came over at this time and said, enjoying the excitement, “Give me a massage too.”
Did she like giving massages?
Then let her have her fill!
Sylvia had no choice but to go to Mrs. Thompson’s side.
Mrs. Thompson lay on the couch, looking like a touchy porcelain grandfather who couldn’t be offended, “Hmm, not bad, not bad, put some more effort here. Why does it feel like you haven’t eaten before?”
Unfortunately, Sylvia couldn’t get angry and could only swallow her pride, smiling, “Grandma, is this how it should be?”
“Yes, that’s it.” Mrs. Thompson half-squinted, “Your technique isn’t good enough. When compared to a professional masseuse, you’re far behind. You still need more practice.”
Sylvia initially wanted to please Mary but didn’t expect it to turn out .
At this moment, servants had set the table.
“Mrs. Thompson, Madam, Miss, and Miss, you may dine now.”
Mrs. Thompson then stood up and walked to the dining table.
Before long, Sawyer Thompson, Mandel Thompson, Samuel Thompson, and Edward Thompson came down for breakfast too.
There were eight people in the Thompson family.
Therefore, the dining table was very large.
Viola sat next to Mrs. Thompson.
The Thompson family believed in silence during eating and sleeping. As soon as they put down their chopsticks, Mrs. Thompson spoke, “In a few days, it will be New Year’s Eve. This is Viola’s first New Year at home; we must celebrate it with a big gathering. No one is allowed to be absent.”
In the past, some members of the Thompson family would be abroad or working during the New Year, and it was rare for everyone to gather together.
“I got it, Mom,” Sawyer said.
Hearing this, Edward frowned.
Mrs. Thompson was too dictatorial!
Why was it that when Viola came back, everyone had to stay home for New Year?
Wasn’t work important?
“Edward, it seems like you’re not convinced?” Mrs. Thompson called him out directly.
Edward quickly denied it, “No, no, Grandma, you misunderstood.”
Mrs. Thompson snorted coldly.
As the New Year approached, the Tuchman family’s days were not going well.
Cheryl Forrest was in very bad shape.
Her complexion was also very poor.
Fiona’s mother, Aurora Scouts, came to visit her and comforted her, “Cheryl, you have to look forward in life. You can’t always live in the shadow of the past.”
Cheryl nodded, “I know.”
Although she said she knew, there was no vitality in her eyes.
Aurora sighed, “Cheryl, if it really doesn’t work, why don’t you adopt a child?”
A family could lack anything.
But it couldn’t lack children.
Children are the future, the source of joy and happiness.
Hearing this, Cheryl shook her head, “I only want my own child, I only want Little Treasure ”
As she spoke, her emotions suddenly broke down, “It’s all Viola’s fault! It’s all Viola’s fault. If it weren’t for her suddenly giving me hope and then letting me down, things wouldn’t have come to this!”
It was Viola’s fault.
Aurora frowned slightly, “Cheryl, no matter what Miss Thompson said before, you can’t blame her for this! She was thinking about the two of you and wanted you to live a good life. She didn’t mean to deceive you!”