"What's wrong?" Lola Jones, who was also sitting next to her putting on her makeup, glanced at her, "What could have frightened you so much?"
Gillian Thompson looked at Lola Jones and narrowed her eyes.
She had been preparing for this night for several years, and as long as Lola's identity was secured, everything would be set in stone.
Third brother was still in a coma, and no one should know about the DNA test.
Her rapidly beating heart calmed down: "It's nothing. Just make sure you perform well tonight."
"Don't worry, I've practiced so many times, I won't embarrass you." Lola got incredibly excited just thinking about her identity as Ivy Thompson being recognized at tonight's family dinner.
For the past few days, she had been enjoying the life of a rich young lady, with everyone attending to her every need and treating her with great respect. Daniel Thompson had even given her a credit card that she could swipe as she pleased, and she had gone on a shopping spree.
