Offending Lady Thompson might at most cost her her inheritance rights.
Thompson believes that with her own ability, she could still shine brightly in the future even without the support of the Thompson Clan.
But if she offends Miss Thompson, she loses one support.
And a chance to study dicine.
Hearing this, Rosalind Rohr is extrely upset. She wants to reprimand Thompson, but when she looks at Thompson's face, she couldn't bear to do it.
After all, this is the baby she gave birth to after a pregnancy of ten months.
A mother and a grandmother are not the sa.
On the other side.
The penthouse suite of the LY Hotel.
Viola Thompson is dining at the dinner table.
Dinner is simple.
Three dishes and one soup.
Not too much, just enough for her and Nathaniel Besian to eat.
After the al, Viola Thompson takes a sip of milk tea and looks at Nathaniel Begian, "Have you heard any news about the blue moon grass these few days?"
Nathaniel Besian replies, "There's news that the blue moon grass will be auctioned in the Underground City in five days."
The Ewik Land Underground City is an unperturbed zone.
It is not bound by the law.
And for this reason, many criminals from all over the world have taken refuge in the Underground City.
At these words, Viola Thompson's beautiful eyes squint slightly, "Is this confird?"
"The news ca from Mr. Sanders, there should not be any problems," says Nathaniel Besian.
Viola Thompson puts down her cup of milk tea, "I have this feeling that this old man is playing us for fools."
After all, Old man Sanders has played the boy who cried wolf more than once.
Besian ladles a bowl of mushroom soup, "It shouldn't be, after all, only Mr. Sanders has the blue moon grass."
He pauses, as if recalling sothing, "By the way, Master, besides us, there's another power that wants to get the blue moon grass."
So the Underground City auction five days from now will definitely be bustling.
"Who?"
"J."
"J?" Viola Thompson's eyes squint a bit. A mont later, dangerous glints flicker in her eyes as if she had thought of sothing.
No one knows J's real na.
He is like Boss Terrence, extrely mysterious.
The only difference is that Boss Terrence is a big shot in the business world, while J is the leader of the mysterious yet powerful Marginine Organization.
The Marginine Organization has no allegiance.
It does not belong to any country. It fights private corruption and promotes goodness and punishes evil as its main tasks. Any corrupt official would be terrified upon hearing the na Marginine Organization or J.
A chill runs down their spine.
"What does he want the blue moon grass for?" Viola Thompson asks.
J. He appears bright and just, but his thods are unclear.
Inwardly, Viola Thompson does not want to have anything to do with this kind of person.
Nathaniel Besian shakes his head, "The specifics, I am unsure of. But I investigated and found that there are indeed more people from the Marginine Organization in the Underground City these days."
Just then, Nathaniel Besian suddenly seems to recall sothing, "Maybe Thompson is here because of this."
After all, Thompson is one of the mbers of the Marginine Organization.
However, this fact is a strict secret of the Thompson Clan to the outside world.
Viola Thompson's face shows a very faint expression, making it almost impossible to tell what she is thinking.
A mont later, Nathaniel Besian continues, "Master, what shall we do now?"
"Wait," Viola Thompson replies lightly.
Nathaniel Besian frowns slightly, "Other than waiting?"
If it were an ordinary person who was after the blue moon grass, then so be it.
But...
The person in question is J.
J. He's mysterious and scheming, capable of anything.
However, Viola Thompson is not at all worried, as if she has not taken J seriously, "We shall see."
In the end, everyone competes freely for the blue moon grass.
Whoever ends up with it will depend solely on their abilities!
Nathaniel Besian drinks up the bowl of mushroom soup in one breath, "Master, you have a great ntality!"
Unbelievable!
Viola Thompson remained silent.
Nathaniel Besian turned to Viola, "By the way, Master, how do you plan to deal with the Thompson Clan?"
Viola replied, "I shall avoid any association in the future."
Nathaniel nodded, then asked, "What if Lady Thompson personally cos to apologize to you?"
"You are overthinking."
Given Viola's understanding of Lady Thompson, she would definitely not apologize to her.
"What if she cos anyway?" Seeing that Viola was not angry, Nathaniel gathered his courage to ask once more.
Viola turned back, her eyebrows raised, "Should I forgive her just because she cos to apologize?"
Who does she think she is?
Hearing this, Nathaniel burst into laughter, "Master, that's more like you!"
Viola rose from her chair, "Get soone to clear the dishes, I'm going back to my room to rest."
"Okay, Master."
Viola had a habit of lying down for a while after dinner. At that mont, she lay on the hammock on the balcony, sending ssages to Terrence Lentz.
The normal conversation between lovers was unexpectedly filled with warmth.
After chatting, Viola went for a walk in the hotel's sky garden.
Standing in the rooftop garden, she could overlook the entire landscape of the island of Ewik Land.
The neon lights were flickering.
The night view was beautiful.
Viola took out her mobile phone and posted a photo to her family group chat.
The group was populated by many people.
All mbers of the Thompson Clan were there.
After the photo was sent out, everyone praised Viola's photography skills, then comnted on the beautiful night scene, asked where she was, and lastly reminded her to be safe as a girl would be.
Viola replied to each one.
The feeling of being cared for by her family was really satisfying.
It felt like a warm current slowly flowing through her heart.
Soon it was the next day.
Vicki Thompson ca to eat with Lady Thompson as usual.
Surprisingly, she was directly rejected by the maid by Lady Thompson's side, "Miss, Lady Thompson is having breakfast with the two young masters. Please go back."
Hearing this, Vicki glanced at the room, said nothing more, "Okay, I will co back at noon."
In the room.
The faces of Elijah Thompson and Caleb Thompson wore triumphant smiles.
Just as they thought.
A granddaughter was just a granddaughter.
Vicki, who always made losses, could never match them.
"Grandma, you should drink so more milk." With this thought, Caleb poured a cup of milk for Lady Thompson.
Due to Vicki's comntary last night, Lady Thompson found the sight of Elijah and Caleb much more pleasant this morning.
At noon, Vicki ca carrying the cooled tea.
Lady Thompson still refused to see her.
This ti, she would definitely grind down Vicki's temperant.
She wanted Vicki to know that rules are rules!
No one could break her rules!
Vicki imdiately knelt down and said to the maid taking care of Lady Thompson, "Julie, please tell Grandma, if she doesn't want to see , then I will keep kneeling until she agrees to see ."
Julie imdiately relayed Vicki's words to Lady Thompson.
Upon hearing this, Lady Thompson scoffed, "Then let her kneel!"
Julie wanted to say sothing, but thinking about Lady Thompson's temper, she held back.
After all, she was just a servant. If sothing happened to Vicki, it wouldn't have anything to do with her.
The temperature was high at noon, and the sun was blistering.
Vicki knelt on the ground, her face covered in sweat, and she was swaying.
Rosalind Rohr was heartbroken, "Vicki, why are you doing this! Mom! Mom! Please see Vicki!"
Lady Thompson in the room did as if she heard nothing.
She wanted everyone to know that in this house, no one could defy her words.
At that mont, a cry of horror ca from outside the house, "Vicki! Vicki! What's wrong with you! Don't scare ! Mr. Thor! Call the doctor quickly!"
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