"I know, Mom."
Mary Perryne added, "If your brothers aren't around, you should call Terrence. His 1.93 ter height should not be wasted."
All three Thompson siblings were close to 1.9 ters tall, certainly standing out in a crowd.
Unexpectedly, Terrence Lentz even stood at 193 centitres, taller than most westerners.
Viola Thompson nodded in agreent.
Shortly after, the car reached the Thompson Family Manor.
anwhile.
Karina learned the situation in the bar.
This ti Viola was lucky.
Karina squinted her eyes, and in a mont, pulled out her phone to make a call.
It was picked up quickly.
"Hello."
"It's ."
"Arrange a eting between Viola and myself."
Just three sentences, and once they were spoken, Karina hung up the phone.
On the next day.
It was Mary Perryne's birthday.
Like usual, Viola went for a morning jog with her bread.
The bread could run pretty quickly.
It whooshed ahead, waiting for Viola.
Its head was tilted to the side.
Looking cute and silly.
After the run, it was already half past seven.
Today, Sawyer Thompson and Mary Perryne were both very busy and left for work without having breakfast.
Only the four siblings were left at the dining table.
"Big brother, second brother, little brother, today is Mom's birthday, have you guys prepared anything?"
Upon hearing that, Mandel Thompson was taken aback.
He had been too busy recently and had completely forgotten about their mother's birthday.
Mary Perryne had always been low-key and didn't celebrate her birthday in previous years when Viola wasn't around. But this year should be a properly celebrated one.
Samuel Thompson said, "I've prepared Mom's birthday present a long ti ago."
Edward Thompson chuckled, "Little sister, do you have any good ideas?"
Mandel Thompson also turned to look at Viola.
A girl tends to be more thoughtful.
Viola added, "Why don't the four of us make a birthday cake for Mom?"
Mandel Thompson nodded, "That's a good idea."
Samuel Thompson touched his nose, "Little sister, do you know how to bake a cake?"
Who knows, after taking two als cooked by Viola, he already has a traumatic mory of it.
Viola nodded, with an expression of being a little proud, "I learned it from a professional pastry chef."
The chef even ntioned her to be exceptionally talented.
Thinking about that, Viola felt very happy.
Hearing this, Samuel Thompson sighed in relief.
As long as she had learned it.
Mandel Thompson added, "Then let's get moving and start decorating the house."
"Alright."
Even though there were servants at ho, the four siblings all felt that doing it themselves would be more aningful.
As they were decorating.
Viola received a ssage from Terrence Lentz.
[Leader, I've arrived at the hotel.]
Viola was a bit annoyed.
She has been too busy recently; she even forgot about picking him up from the airport last night.
While Viola was blowing up balloons, she took out her phone and dialed a voice call.
It was picked up quickly on the other side.
"Hello, Viola."
His deep voice carried a degree of laziness.
It was pleasant to the ears.
Viola continued, "Terrence, which hotel are you staying at?"
Terrence Lentz gave her the na of the hotel.
"Alright, I'll be right over." Viola continued, "You haven't eaten yet, have you? I'll bring so food over."
Terrence Lentz glanced at the food that had just been delivered to his table, but lied, "No, I haven't."
"Then wait for half an hour."
"Okay, I'll wait for you."
Viola ended the call, walked over to Mandel Thompson, "Big brother, I'm going out for a bit, thanks for your hard work at ho! I'll be back in the afternoon to bake the cake with you."
"Alright," Mandel Thompson nodded, "you go ahead."
Viola packed so food in the kitchen and then drove off.
In a pink Lamborghini.
This pink Lamborghini was a gift from Samuel Thompson, a limited edition worldwide, with only three made, and one of them was now in her hands.
She seldom drove out, but today Terrence's hotel was fifty kiloters away.
Half an hour later, Viola arrived at the hotel.
Terrence Lentz's room was on the twenty-eighth floor.
Viola stood at the door and rang the bell.
Soon, the door was opened.
Before Viola could react, her wrist was grabbed and she was pulled inside.
Bang!
She stumbled into a warm and strong embrace.
The curtains in the room were drawn.
The lights were off.
It looked sowhat dark.
"Viola."
He held her tightly, burying his head in her neck, his deep voice touched with a hint of laziness.
"What's the matter? Hmm?"
"I'm sowhat tired," Terrence Lentz continued, "Can I hold you for a while?"
"Okay."
Thus Viola stood there, letting him hold her.
Terrence Lentz was very strong.
Viola wrapped her arms around his waist.
A mont past.
She felt sothing strange.
It seed like there was sothing extra around his waist area.
It was at this mont that Terrence Lentz let go of her, his facial expression hardly visible in the darkness, "Viola, I'm going to use the bathroom."
Viola didn't think much of it, "Alright, go ahead."
As he shut the door, she asked, "Where's the light switch?"
"To your left." Terrence Lentz replied.
Then there was the sound of the bathroom door closing, followed by the sound of running water.
About half an hour later, Terrence Lentz ca out of the bathroom, fully dressed.
However, his walk seed a bit strange.
"Terrence, is there sothing wrong?"
Without changing his expression, Terrence Lentz said, "I'm just feeling a bit uncomfortable in my leg, but it's much better now."
Worried that Viola might want to examine his leg, Terrence subtly changed the subject, "Viola, didn't you bring so food? I'm getting hungry."
Viola took out the al box.
Terrence Lentz sat down to eat.
Three dishes and one soup, he didn't pick at any and ate all of it.
After the al.
Terrence Lentz took out a beautiful gift box, "I rember today is your mother's birthday. This is for her."
Before the parents of both families had officially t, it wouldn't be appropriate for him to visit now.
It would be improper.
For any other family it would be different, but Terrence Lentz did his howork, knowing that Sawyer Thompson is a man who goes by the books.
"Thank you." Viola curiously asked, "What's inside?"
"A string of pearl necklace." Terrence Lentz answered, his voice casual.
Terrence Lentz took a sip of water, "Viola, there's sothing I want to discuss with you."
"What is it?" Viola turned to look at him.
Terrence Lentz continued, "I want my parents to visit Uncle and Auntie. When do you think would be a good ti?"
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