But actually, it wasn't.
Mulling it over, Edward Thompson continued, "Borden, don't think people are too kind, don't think of Viola as a good person."
Having said that, Edward Thompson turned and walked away.
Watching his back, Borden Thompson was speechless.
The hubbub had made him forget his original purpose.
He was intending to remind Edward to keep a distance from Sylvia.
Living room.
Mrs. Thompson was offering Viola some fruits.
"Viola, try this jabuticaba. It's so sweet."
Viola took the jabuticaba and took a bite.
"Is it good?" Mrs. Thompson asked.
"It's delicious." Viola nodded.
Mrs. Thompson immediately had the maid wash more and bring them over.
Sitting aside, Sylvia squinted at them.
Viola was such a smooth operator.
She had never seen Mrs. Thompson be so fond of anyone.
But when she thought about it, it seemed normal.
Viola was just a small town girl after all.
