Hearing this, Dolores Frieman widened her eyes and stared at Viola Thompson.
Her eyes were filled with surprise.
She had never expected that Viola would take care of everything for her so well.
Both the things she had thought of, and those she hadn't.
Even for Delia Frieman, Viola had made the best arrangements.
The surprise in Dolores' eyes gradually turned into gratitude, as she grabbed Viola's hand, "Miss Thompson, how can we three sisters ever thank you enough!"
"Rachel, you're too polite," Viola looked at Dolores, "I used to be an orphan like Rachel. We grew up together. She's my friend and my family."
It seemed like a trivial, casual statement.
Nobody knew.
What Viola had been through.
Dolores's eyes reddened a little, and she continued, "Miss Thompson, you are such a good person."
There was no blood connection between Viola and her career.
In this world, how many friends could reach Viola's level of devotion?
