Substitute Marriage: Reborn As The Top Big-Shot

Chapter 100: 090: Astonishing secret, Hua Hua is so powerful_4

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Find Viola?

If Edward Thompson truly saw her as a sister, he wouldn’t say such words.

She and Viola.

One is the real daughter, and the other is the adopted one.

If Viola really came back, would there still be a place for her in the Thompson Clan?

Perhaps by then, she could only be Viola’s accompanying maid?

Edward didn’t notice the vicious glint in Sylvia Thompson’s lowered eyes.

It was the kind of look that only appeared in villains in TV dramas.

A moment later, Edward stood up and said, “It’s getting late, Sylvia. I’m going to go back to my room and rest.”

“Okay.” Sylvia nodded, ‘Good night, Bob.”

“Good night.” Just then, as if recalling something, Edward asked, “By the way, Sylvia, I’m going to Texas to film in two days. Do you want to come and have some fun?”

“No, thanks.” Sylvia immediately refused, “l have other things to do.”

“Is it about finding Viola?” Edward asked.

“Yes.” Sylvia nodded, smiling, “l hope to find my sister soon.”

Hearing this, Edward was filled with emotions. In order to find Viola, Sylvia sacrificed most of her rest time.

But in the end, no one thanked her.

Edward felt desolate inside. He looked at Sylvia and said, “Sylvia, why don’t you just forget about it.”

“Huh?” Sylvia looked at Edward, confused.

Edward continued, “Sylvia, why don’t you leave the matter of finding Viola to Brandon?”

Let her leave the matter of finding Viola to Mandel Thompson?

What did Edward mean by that?

Was he afraid that she would withhold information about Viola?

First, he wants to get involved in her search for Viola, and now he wants her to hand the matter over to Mandel Thompson.

It seemed her suspicions were correct.

Edward was indeed doubting her.

Sylvia’s eyes turned red, “Bob, does this mean you don’t trust me?”

“No, no, absolutely not,” Edward immediately turned around to comfort Sylvia. “Sylvia, 1 didn’t mean it at all. I’m just worried that you’re too tired. If you’re not tired, just forget what I said.”

Sylvia sniffed, her voice filled with grievance, “Bob, as long as I can find out about my sister, I won’t feel tired no matter how exhausted I am.”

Before Edward could speak, Sylvia continued, “Bob, I want to contribute to this family too.”

Edward hugged Sylvia, “l support you.”

He vowed to help Sylvia find Viola as soon as possible.

He hoped that Viola wouldn’t turn out to be an ungrateful and vicious person.

He hoped that Viola had a good upbringing and could get along well with Sylvia.

The study room.

Mandel Thompson looked at the information his assistant had brought, his eyebrows tightly furrowed.

There were ten parent-child identification reports.

All ten showed no parent-child relationship.

No one could understand this feeling.

Now, Mrs. Thompson was getting older, and he didn’t know if the old lady could last until that day.

“There’s still one left, right?” Mandel Thompson turned to his assistant.

The assistant nodded.

“Because of the birthmark on her arm?” Mandel asked.

“Yes.

During this time, Mandel had seen theinformation of many 18 -year-old girls without birthmarks on their arms, but their other features matched.

After some consideration, Mandel picked up a stack of information on the table, “Send these people for parent-child identification as well.”

What if one of these people was really Viola?

What if birthmarks could change?

At this time, he couldn’t let go of any hope.

“Alright.” The assistant took the documents and said, “Boss, I’ll go do it now.”

“Okay.” Mandel nodded.

The assistant left the study with the documents in hand.

Aunt Zhang just happened to see this scene.

Aunt Zhang put down the feather duster in her hand and looked at the assistant’s back, squinting her eyes.

Combined with the words she had just overheard outside Mandel’s study, Aunt Zhang had a bad feeling.

As Aunt Zhang cleaned up surreptitiously, she followed the assistant’s footsteps.

Finally, she found that the assistant left the Thompson Manor by car, and the direction he was heading…

It was the hospital.

Aunt Zhang had a nephew who worked at the hospital. She immediately picked up the phone and called him.

“Hello, Xiaoxi. I need you to keep an eye on something for me.”

That evening.

Aunt Zhang came to Sylvia’s room to mop the floor.

Sylvia was standing in front of a full-length mirror, admiring her recently bought dress. “Aunt Zhang, didn’t you mop the floor in my room this morning?”

“Miss, you must have remembered wrong.” Aunt Zhang smiled, “l haven’t been

to your room today..”