After all, Sylvia was his beloved little sister.
He couldn't bear to see Sylvia being treated this way.
"Come on, Sylvia, try this one, it's delicious." Edward put some food into Sylvia's bowl.
Sylvia looked at the food in her bowl, with no appetite at all.
As long as she thought that Viola could take away everything that belonged to her at any time, she felt extremely uncomfortable in her heart.
She hated Mrs. Thompson.
She hated Mary Perryne even more.
Mary Perryne was not worthy of being a mother.
If she had decided to adopt her, she should have loved her as her own daughter. What was this now?
Mary Perryne said she was going to treat her like her own daughter, but at the same time, she was anxiously looking for Viola.
What was the meaning of this?
Ridiculous!
Utterly ridiculous.
All these years, she had been filial to Sawyer Thompson and Mary Perryne as if they were her biological parents, and she studied hard to gain their approval.
