Terrence Lentz's eyes were full of mocking, and he pushed up his glasses on the bridge of his nose. "Quite a good match indeed."
"So, will your parents be pissed when that happens?" Sophie asked, enjoying his misfortune.
"That depends on their psychological tolerance." Terrence Lentz said.
In fact, their parents should have expected this outcome.
They were not unaware of Terrence's character. How could he be worthy of Elizabeth Thompson? The fact that things have turned to this point is not only because their parents failed to control Terrence, but also because they spoiled him, allowing him to have whatever he wanted, and no one was allowed to say a word about it.
This is instant karma!
...
The Thompson Clan's house.
Next morning.
Viola Thompson came downstairs for breakfast on time.
With a relaxed posture and a casual look, she seemed unruffled.
Reg Thompson and Olga felt their teeth itch with annoyance.
These troublemakers had offended CEO Cooper so severely. If Elizabeth hadn't stepped in personally, the whole thing would have been impossible to settle. But look at Viola acting as if nothing had happened!
"Sister, good morning," Elizabeth Thompson greeted Viola with a smile.
"Morning."
Reg Thompson looked at Viola, trying to suppress his anger in his heart. "From today on, you will go to school with your sister every morning. You will be studying at the old house..."
Forget it.
Reg Thompson stopped halfway through his sentence. Given Viola's attitude, he didn't expect her to achieve anything good in the old house, let alone to get into college.
Anyway, arranging for Viola to go to school was just a formality.
Olga glanced at Viola and warned, "Eliot International School is not an ordinary school. Remember to speak less and avoid trouble. Learn from your sister's demeanor."
The tuition fee for Eliot International School was a six-figure sum, so the students who could attend were either rich or privileged.
Viola was still a member of the Thompson Clan after all. If she did something shameful, it would still disgrace them.
Elizabeth Thompson looked at Olga and spoke softly, "Mom, don't worry, sister is not a child anymore, she knows how to behave."
Olga's expression softened as she looked at Elizabeth.
Her daughter was sensible, unlike this wild child.
Viola leisurely ate her breakfast on her plate, lifting the corner of her red lips when she heard their words.
Not a single member of the Thompson family was easy to deal with. No wonder the original Viola couldn't hold her own against them.
After breakfast, Viola went upstairs to change into her school uniform.
The uniform of Eliot International School was designed by the famous designer J.
A white shirt with a black bow tie and a knee-length black pleated skirt made the person look youthful and energetic. Viola's tall and slender figure and porcelain-white skin made her look like a 2D beauty who had just walked out of a comic book.
Looking at her reflection in the mirror, Viola was satisfied as she put on a black cap.
The black cap covered her facial features, concealing most of her sharp edges, while the low-key attire exuded an elegant demeanor that couldn't be hidden, turning every gesture into a scenic moment.
Elizabeth Thompson looked at Viola walking downstairs, her eyes narrowing slightly.
Somehow, she felt that Viola seemed different since her return.
However, a country bumpkin could only be a country bumpkin at the end of the day.
Viola might be beautiful, but her life was predictable.
First, she would get engaged to Terrence, then marry him. After the elderly Lentz couple passed away, she and Terrence would be kicked out of the Lentz Clan by the two brothers, becoming homeless and leading ordinary and poor lives.
Such a person was not worth her concern.
A glint flashed in Elizabeth Thompson's eyes as she smiled at Viola, "Sister, let's go."
As soon as the two stepped outside, they saw a young man in a school uniform waiting outside.
As soon as he saw them, he came over to greet them.
"Elizabeth."
"Adam."
Elizabeth Thompson looked up and smiled, "Oh, Adam, let me introduce you. This is my sister, Viola Thompson."
Then she turned to Viola, "Sis, this is Adam Mamet, you can call him Brother Adam. He lives next door to us, and we've grown up together. He's been my best friend since childhood."
Adam Mamet glanced at Viola, a hint of contempt in his eyes. "Elizabeth, is this the sister who just came back from the countryside?"
Viola raised her hand and pressed down on the cap on her head, the shadow of the cap's visor covering her lower jaw.
Elizabeth Thompson pulled Adam Mamet's hand and whispered, "Adam, don't say that about my sister."
"Alright, alright," Adam Mamet said while patting Elizabeth Thompson's head, "I won't say it."But in her heart, she mocked Viola Thompson for being too narrow-minded.
She's obviously from the countryside, can't she take a joke?
What right does this uncouth country girl have to stand next to Elizabeth Thompson?
Reluctantly extending his hand towards Viola for the sake of the Thompson Clan, Adam Mamet said, "Hello, I'm Adam Mamet."
Viola raised her eyes slightly, revealing a pair of bright, peach blossom-like pupils. "Hello, I'm that Viola Thompson from the countryside you've heard about. I apologize, I have a bit of a cleanliness fixation, so I won't be shaking hands."
A moment ago, Adam hadn't seen Viola's face clearly. Now, he was slightly stunned.
He hadn't expected that beneath the black hat brim, there was such a stunningly charming face.
Before Adam could react, Viola had already walked away.
"She..." Adam scratched his head.
Elizabeth continued, "Adam, don't blame my sister. She grew up in the countryside with our grandma, so she's not familiar with formalities. She treats my parents the same way, let alone you."
What she meant was that Viola lacked manners.
Elizabeth had always been kind and considerate of others when speaking.
"But she's very smart, and I believe she'll adapt to life here soon," Elizabeth added, gentle and understanding.
Adam already had a poor impression of Viola; now, his brow furrowed as he said, "Didn't your grandma teach your sister what manners are?"
Elizabeth replied, "Our grandma is old, after all, and has more heart than she has hands."
Ultimately, Viola was disobedient and unruly, difficult to discipline.
If that weren't the case, why would she act like this?
Adam caught the implication and said, "Your sister is nothing like you."
Who would believe they were siblings if not for witnessing it herself?
With a smile, Elizabeth looped her arm through Adam's. "Adam, don't view others through colored glasses. Give my sister some time. Let's hurry, it's her first day at school, and I'm worried she won't find her way around."
The International School in Cloud City was huge, covering over a hundred acres, and was nothing like the rural schools.
Viola had just arrived and probably couldn't even find the entrance.
Adam held Elizabeth's arm tightly, then said, "She doesn't even treat you like a sister, why are you so good to her? Do you think you're easy to bully?"
"Adam!" Elizabeth's soft voice called out. "Don't say that. Sis is new here, so it's natural for me to look after her."
Adam sighed, "Elizabeth, kindness invites abuse!"
It was a simple truth even children understood, yet Elizabeth didn't get it.
It frustrated Adam to see her like this.
Elizabeth helplessly tried to explain, "Actually, my sister isn't bad. She's just not used to it here."
"Elizabeth, don't make excuses for her. I doubt she'd appreciate it," Adam said angrily. "Your parents gave her life! Without them, she'd still be in the orphanage now! She's not grateful at all, and now she even dares to show you attitude! She's really badly brought up!"
...
Teacher's office.
Teacher Zhang turned around, a look of curiosity on his face as he asked, "Teacher Ye, I heard there's a transfer student in your class?"
Hearing this, Teacher Ye explained, "She's a transient student."
Since transient students were just visiting, they weren't considered part of the class and wouldn't affect the class's average score.
Teacher Ye had reviewed Viola's previous school records.
Viola was an average student who ranked around the top thirty in her grade, but that was only in the countryside.
Whether or not Viola could understand the curriculum at their international school remained to be seen.
If it weren't for Elizabeth's sake, Teacher Ye wouldn't have admitted Viola as a transient student at all.
But since Elizabeth personally made the request, Teacher Ye agreed to give her face.
Teacher Zhang continued, "I also heard that the transient student and your class's top scorer are sisters?"
Every month, Elizabeth ranked first in her grade. If she didn't become the top-ranked student in the College Entrance Examination, who would?
As such, the teachers referred to her as the top-ranked student.
"I believe so," Teacher Ye nodded.
"Since they're sisters, there's no way she can be that bad," said Teacher Zhang. "Teacher Ye, don't miss out on a good prospect for no reason. If one sister ranks first and the other ranks second, your name will be known far and wide."
Elizabeth was a textbook genius; surely Viola, as her sister, couldn't be mediocre.
Upon hearing this, Teacher Ye laughed. "They don't have any blood relation. And have you ever seen a second-ranked student who can only rank in the top thirty in a rural school? Whether she can understand our bilingual lessons is still uncertain."