131: Brother Vio teaches us how to be a person, true· a flower of wealth and elegance in human realm!_3
After all, Mrs. Thompson had never liked her.
After lunch.
Viola Thompson returned to her room and turned on her computer.
For the next while, the sound of her tapping on the keyboard filled the air.
She sat there at her computer, her back perfectly straight.
Before long.
There was a knock on the door.
Viola pressed a key on her computer desk, and the door opened automatically.
Her room was simply too large.
She was too lazy to run all that way to open the door, so she wrote a script and installed an automatic door-opening device by her desk.
"Come in."
Viola's voice was faint.
Myron Thompson's voice came from outside, "Can you come out for a bit?"
The Thompson Clan had strict rules.
Even siblings had to avoid improper encounters, and once they turned eighteen, they couldn't share a room at night.
They could talk outside.
Upon hearing this, Viola turned off her computer and went outside.