048: This is the Boss!

Viola Thompson smiled faintly, "Thank you."

After saying that, she turned and left.

Watching her figure, Elizabeth Thompson's eyes were filled with ironic expressions.

Viola was just an absurd clown in a crude imitation, and she didn't know what she had to be so arrogant about.

Was it because of her face?

True beauty lies in one's bones, not in one's skin. For someone like Elizabeth, who was full of grace and knowledge, only she could be considered a true beauty of grace and virtue.

What was Viola?

Third floor.

After arriving at the room, Viola took out her violin, adjusted the sound, and then gave it a try.

The pure tone was accompanied by a deep melancholy.

It was very easy to play.

After tuning the violin, Viola turned on the computer and logged into WhatsApp.

As soon as she logged in, she received a message from Cleveland.

[Master, can you help restore a webpage?]

Viola glanced out the window and replied:[Send.]