"It's her," Nathaniel Besian nodded, then said, "Since Old Master Sutton passed away, this woman has been getting more and more ostentatious!"
"What did you say?"
"What?" Nathaniel blinked.
Viola Thompson retorted, "Who did you say passed away?"
"Old Master Sutton," Nathaniel seed to realize sothing as he added, "Master, surely you... you don't know that Old Master Sutton has passed away?"
Viola Thompson shook her head slightly, "When did this happen?"
Nathaniel exhaled, "It was shortly after your plane crash. He passed away at the age of 87, his death was peaceful. However, so say that Old Master Sutton died of rage after catching Dante Parkin with her lover. But these are re speculations, they haven't been confird by the Thompson Family."
Viola remained expressionless. Her gaze fixed on the crowded first floor.
Old Master Thompson had shown her kindness, otherwise, she would not have taken Hannah Sutton in.
After all, Hannah was Old Master Thompson's only daughter.
A mont later, Viola Thompson asked again, "Did the old man leave any last words?"
Viola had disappeared during that ti.
Nathaniel, who hadn't paid much attention to the Sutton Family affairs, said, "I don't know much about the last words, but what I do know is that Old Master appointed Hannah as the head of the family."
Given Old Master Sutton's adoration for Hannah, leaving such a will was normal.
After all, from the very beginning, Old Master intended to leave the Sutton Family to Hannah.
But now...
Viola began to suspect the cause of Old Master Sutton's death.
After all, its ti fra was too peculiar and coincidental; he died soon after her accident.
Viola slightly narrowed her eyes, "Bob, do you rember us examining Old Master Sutton's pulse before the plane crash?"
Upon hearing this, Nathaniel seed to recall sothing, then said, "I rember the old man seed quite healthy then."
The Sutton Family, being a dical family, knew better than ordinary people how to stay healthy - 'old but vigorous' was a fitting description for the Old Master.
"Master..." Nathaniel went on, "do you think… could it actually be that Dante Parkin was keeping a lover, was found out by the old man, and then the old man was quite literally scared to death?"
Viola slightly narrowed her eyes. "Dante isn't that foolish. If she really did those things, she wouldn't have easily been caught by the old man."
Upon saying this, Viola Thompson paused, "unless... there were more serious matters."
Old Master Sutton was influential in her life, and Hannah and Steven Ram were not only her disciples but could possibly be the perpetrators behind the plane crash. So, she couldn't ignore this affair.
Nathaniel squinted, "What could be worse? Or perhaps, Master, shouldn't we pay a visit to the Sutton Family?"
"It's not the right ti," Viola continued: "The current priority is the Sight Restorer Plan. Have you figured out the reason for the rejection?"
"I have!" Nathaniel pulled a docunt from his bag, "Master, take a look at this."
Viola Thompson took the docunt.
She read it quickly. To others, she might have seed just to be skimming through the pages.
Only Nathaniel knew that she could read ten lines in a glance and had an eidetic mory.
After reading the docunt, Viola turned around, "Bob, I'm going to the laboratory on the campus."
Nathaniel imdiately picked up the milk tea on the table, "Master, you forgot to take your milk tea."
Viola took the milk tea and smiled, "This milk tea is quite good, why don't you try a cup?"
Being a good and obedient disciple, Nathaniel imdiately took out his phone to order a takeaway.
He ordered the sa type of milk tea as Viola's.
Initially, he thought this concoction would be overly sweet and cloying, only to be liked by young girls. But to his surprise, after only one sip, his assumptions were completely overturned!
He imdiately ordered a second cup!
Who knew there was such a delicious drink in the world!
He felt like he had been missing out.
The first floor of Nathaniel's residence was a restaurant, the second floor a cafe, and from the third floor upwards were the living quarters.
As Viola Thompson walked out of the elevator, she drew the attention of everyone in the restaurant.
A true beauty, no matter where she goes, is the most eye-catching presence.
She needs no packaging.
Nor can anyone imitate or replicate her.
Won can better identify those who pose a threat to themselves; Hannah naturally also noticed Viola.
She narrowed her eyes.
This woman, besides being beautiful, why did she give off such a familiar feeling?
However...
She strangely felt threatened.
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