123: Like a grandmother_3
But now that I look closely, there is indeed a slight resemblance between the two.
"Miss, you are mistaken. They don't look alike at all."
"Really?" Sylvia seemed to have grasped her last straw.
"Yes, really."
Sylvia breathed a sigh of relief, suppressed all her emotions, and walked downstairs.
Seeing Sylvia come down alone, Mary asked curiously, "Where's your grandmother?"
With a gentle tone, Sylvia said, "Grandma might not be feeling well; she's asleep. I knocked on her door, but there was no response."
Mary nodded, "Then let your grandma rest for a while."
"Okay."
Sylvia sat down next to Viola and said with a smile, "Viola, if I'm not mistaken, you should be a senior in high school, right?"
Viola nodded slightly.
Hearing this, Edward curiously asked, "Sylvia, do you two know each other?"
Sylvia said with a smile, "Viola is someone my mom and I met in River City."
"I see."