134: Slapping face, the real Miss of the Thompson Clan!_3
Edward Thompson shook his head helplessly, tightly holding Sylvia Thompson's hand, "I won't allow you to go."
"Brother!"
Edward continued, "The reason I don't want you to go isn't because I have a problem with Viola Thompson. It's just that I want to see if she has a conscience. Grandma has always been fond of her; she has traveled to so many places to find her! But her? She's not even there when our grandmother is undergoing surgery. What right does she have to be part of our Thompson Clan!"
Sylvia looked at Edward, "Brother, I trust sister; she'll surely come back."
Edward's face was full of irony.
If they had to wait for Viola to return, Mrs. Thompson might have already passed away.
Edward wanted to use this event to show the Thompson Clan Viola's true colors.
"Let's go, let's head back." Edward took Sylvia's hand, and the two walked back.
Out of Edward's sight, a faint smile appeared on Sylvia's lips.