147: Sylvia Thompson's face turned pale, amazed and astonished! _3

Viola Thompson was like a sun.

She took away all her brightness.

No.

No way.

She can't let this happen.

Viola had to disappear from this family.

With this thought, Sylvia Thompson squinted her eyes.

Cynthia Wilkins looked at Viola, "Viola, so it's settled then! No backing out! I'll come pick you up then!"

"Hmm," Viola nodded slightly.

Cynthia Wilkins seemed to recall something and continued, "Oh, Mary, where's your grandmother?"

Mary Perryne laughed, "She was taken to Sea City by the third son and his wife last night and said she would be back on the third day of the Lunar New Year."

"Really?" Cynthia Wilkins nodded and commented, "Well, your family's third son is really dutiful!"

"Yes," Mary laughed, "Both the second and third sons are dutiful."

"That's why it's good to have many children, look at your grandmother is so well-off! If we knew, we should have had more children back then!"

Viola led Mr. and Mrs. Tuchman upstairs.

She took Mrs. Tuchman's pulse.