Sylvia Thompson looked at Iris White, narrowing her eyes slightly.
She knew Iris's nature well.
To please Edward, to make him happy, she would do anything.
A woman's IQ was negative when she was in love.
Even if it was unrequited love.
Iris held Sylvia's hand, her tone gentle, "Sylvia, aren't you going to introduce me to your new sister?"
"As long as you promise me not to make things difficult for my sister," Sylvia continued, "My sister has had a hard time living alone outside all these years."
She looked like a good, innocent little sister, and anyone who didn't know better would think she was harmless.
"Okay," Iris nodded, "You wait here for a moment, I have to go to the restroom."
"Alright."
Iris went to the restroom.
She made a phone call.
"Hello."
"I'm at Hibis International Center."
"Do you still have any Charm? Send some over."
"Don't worry. It won't be a big deal."
Iris hooked the corner of her lips.
