Sylvia Thompson held Mary Perryne's hand tightly, "You can rest assured, we will definitely find my sister soon."
"Yes." Mary nods.
Sylvia continued: "By the way, you said you were looking for me for something?"
Mary Perryne then remembered the matter at hand, "It's actually not a big deal."
Speaking of this, Mary hesitated for a moment and carefully chose her words, "Sylvia, you're a grown-up girl now. As the saying goes, a grown-up son should avoid his mother, and a grown-up daughter should avoid her father. In the future, when you get along with your brothers, you have to be more careful not to give others a chance to gossip and say that our family is not well-mannered."
Mrs. Thompson had just scolded Sawyer Thompson.
Sawyer, being a father, didn't want to have a direct conversation with Sylvia, so he sent Mary instead.
At this moment, Sawyer Thompson was in Edward Thompson's room.
Mary hadn't noticed these things either.
