195: Shocking! What kind of celestial beauty is this? (Eighth update)
Sylvia Thompson had no idea that Mary Perryne's heart had become so biased.
It was disgusting when she stepped on dog shit, but she could still manage to laugh.
And she didn't blame Viola Thompson at all.
What about her then?
What did she count for?
Did Mary even remember the disgusted look on her face when Viola had decided to raise a dog?
Disgusting.
Really disgusting.
This was a great humiliation to Sylvia Thompson.
As Mary continued, "By the way Sylvia, what does the dog that Viola brought home look like? Is it cute?"
Cute?
If she hadn't heard it with her own ears, Sylvia would never have believed that Mary could say such a thing.
"It's black," Sylvia raised a smile, but it didn't reach her eyes. "Very cute."
Mary put on the new shoes brought by the maid, "Are Viola and your grandmother in the garden?"
"Yes." Sylvia nodded her head.
Mary smiled and said, "I'll go have a look."
Sylvia was about to be furious!
Her face went pale.