Here, Viola Thompson was going through the nu, ordering so special dishes from Capital City, then she looked at Terrence Lentz, "Lentz, add a few dishes that your uncles and aunts like."
Terrence Lentz knew Viola Thompson's habit, "It's too much to finish."
She cherished food and always made sure to finish her plate.
"It's okay," Viola's eyes were indifferent, "I have negotiated with the chef, portions have been reduced, we won't waste anything."
"Okay then."
After a while, they ordered so other dishes.
Once the food was ordered, they returned to their seats.
Eleanor Armstrong said: "Viola, don't order too much. We had sothing to eat on the plane, just a light al is enough."
Viola Thompson nodded slightly, "Don't worry, Auntie, I didn't order much."
In no ti, the dishes were served.
Well-known local Capital City dishes like soy sauce stew and Berry Juice were indispensable. Besides, there were other exquisite dishes like honey-like velvets, deer antler, triple delicacies, etc.
The June Yellow Crabs of this season were also good.
Viola ordered three of them.
Because she found it troubleso to peel the shell, she didn't order for herself. Terrence Lentz wasn't courteous, he picked one up and slowly started peeling it. Soon, he had peeled a whole crab with it's at and roe all placed neatly on a plate; he then placed the plate before Viola.
Viola was stunned for a mont and then turned to look at him.
Terrence Lentz pulled out a tissue and wiped his hands at leisure, "I don't like eating crab."
Eleanor Armstrong subtly kicked Harlan Lentz and gave him a sideways glance as if to say:
Bastard, can't you learn from your son!
Harlan Lentz imdiately got the hint and started peeling a crab.
The al was delightful.
Harlan Lentz and Eleanor Armstrong also knew about Viola's eating habit, and they picked up her empty plate campaign.
After the al, Terrence Lentz sent Viola Thompson ho.
Harlan Lentz and Eleanor Armstrong then decided to head back to the Hotel.
Seeing Viola disappearing in the distance, Eleanor suddenly rembered sothing, "Oh no! I forgot to ask Viola if her parents have any taboo topics, what should be discussed and what should not be discussed."
Having said that, she imdiately took out her mobile and was about to call Viola.
Harlan Lentz stopped her, "Wait."
"What happened?" Eleanor asked, looking confused.
Harlan Lentz continued, "The less taboo, the more beneficial. Sotis asking too much can be counterproductive. That Viola ca today of her own initiative shows that her parents are not unreasonable. You don't need to worry so much."
At those words, Eleanor narrowed her eyes.
What Harlan Lentz said was also reasonable.
"All right then, I won't call. Let's get ready to go to the hotel now."
"Yes." Harlan Lentz nodded.
Once back in the hotel, Eleanor looked at herself in the mirror, "Harlan, do you think I should go to the hair salon?"
"No need. You look pretty good this way!"
Eleanor asks again, "And what about clothes? Which one do you think is more dignified, should we go shopping now?"
"Terrence is the star tomorrow," Harlan Lentz replied a bit helplessly.
Considering this, Eleanor agreed, "That's right, too."
Soon after, Terrence Lentz ca back, and Eleanor urged him to try on clothes. If they didn't fit, he would go buy new ones imdiately.
Terrence Lentz looked indifferent, raising his eyes to look at Eleanor, "Mom, aren't you overcomplicating this?"
"It's not that I'm overthinking, it's you who thinks this is too simple. Don't you know how important a first impression is? Tomorrow's eting is going to directly decide whether you can keep going with Viola!" Eleanor said, pushing Terrence Lentz into the room, "Go change your clothes!"
Terrence Lentz's face didn't show any expression.
Once the door was closed, he seed to transform, heading straight to the dressing area.
Although he stated he was not anxious, in fact, he had been arranging the eting very thoroughly for quite so ti, even his clothes were prepared by his assistant in advance.
Arriving in the dressing room, all he saw were three colours of clothes: black, white, and gray.
On the other side.
"What! Did I hear that correctly?" Norma Augus looked at her mother from the sofa. "The Thompson Clan wants to marry into an unknown family of River City?"
Furthermore, that family mber was a good-for-nothing!
Phoebe Perryne nodded, "Yes, I just received a call from your aunt."
Phoebe Perryne was Mary Perryne's half-sister from the sa father but different mother.
Over the years, she settled abroad permanently, her daughter, Norma Augus, also grew up abroad. This is why they don't have a close relationship with the Thompson Clan.
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