Susan Salem felt helplessly trapped in a scenario she wished was just a joke, an illusion of her own making.
"Do I look like I'm joking?" Susan retorted.
Hobar Saln furrowed his brows tightly.
He had never imagined that Viola Thompson would be Terrence Lentz's fiancée.
Licking his lips, Hobar turned towards Susan, "Mom, who did you hear this from?"
Gossip should never be taken as truth.
Susan continued, "Miss Thompson stood right in front of and admitted it herself. Had it rely been hearsay, I certainly wouldn't have believed it!"
Hobar's face instantly turned pale, his emotions at that mont undefinable by anyone else.
One was the goddess he admired, the other a man mired deep in disgrace.
Hobar couldn't fathom how they had ended up together!
"Do you really think you saw Miss Thompson?" Hobar inquired further.
Susan nodded affirmatively.
Hobar took a deep breath.
Susan went on, "Look over there, isn't that Miss Thompson? And the woman next to her is Eleanor Armstrong!"
Hobar lifted his gaze.
He was stunned by what he saw.
Indeed, not too far off, Eleanor Armstrong was walking alongside Viola Thompson.
They appeared quite close.
Logically speaking, given Eleanor's social standing, she shouldn't have been anywhere near Viola Thompson.
Yet here they were...
Looking for all the world like mother and daughter.
What in the world was going on?
Just like Susan,
Hobar felt as if he were dreaming.
If this wasn't a dream, then why on earth was this happening?
Hobar swallowed hard.
Susan, watching the two won from a distance, continued, "Hobar, what do you think all of this ans?"
Despite his excellence, Hobar couldn't even get close to Viola Thompson.
Terrence, a man who had fallen from grace, sohow had such an impressive fiancée.
It was so incredibly unfair!
Hobar shook his head.
His own feelings were incredibly complex at the mont.
A mont later, Hobar snapped out of his daze, squinting as he said, "Miss Thompson is no ordinary person. Perhaps, this situation is only temporary."
"What do you an?" Susan asked.
Hobar replied, "What I an is, perhaps Terrence might be soone of note while he's with Miss Thompson, but what is he if she leaves him? Miss Thompson is extraordinary, and I hardly think she'll throw away her life on a good-for-nothing."
Successful n like playing the field.
And successful won are no exception.
Maybe, Viola Thompson was just toying with Terrence Lentz.
In Hobar's eyes, Terrence had always possessed an attractive appearance.
With that explanation, Susan experienced a mont of clarity.
Hobar's words rang true.
No matter how glamorous Eleanor appeared now, she was rely basking in Viola Thompson's light.
Once Viola Thompson discarded Terrence,
What would Eleanor amount to?
At that ti, Eleanor wouldn't even qualify as a clown.
With these thoughts, a sly smile curled at Susan's lips.
She was looking forward to that day.
Moreover, Susan believed that day wasn't far off.
A mont later, Susan turned to Hobar, "How about the matter I spoke to you about? What are your thoughts?"
"What matter?" Hobar asked.
"The matter of you and Mary," Susan explained.
The Charles family was a sowhat notable noble lineage in Country Polluton; finalizing the matter between Hobar Saln and Mary Charles would be greatly advantageous for Hobar.
Reflecting on this, Hobar narrowed his eyes slightly, "I'm still considering."
From the perspective of a male, it wasn't a particularly dignified matter.
Seeing his reaction, Susan was at a loss for words, "What's there to consider? Are you still thinking about Hannah?"
ntioning Hannah caused Hobar's expression to shift.
Hannah was his first love.
She was his saudade.
Everything about her was perfect.
Except for her family background, which paled in comparison to Mary's.
Hannah was an exchange student from Capital University to Polluton University. They had t by chance, and Hobar had fallen in love at first sight with this beautiful and capable girl. It took a great deal of effort for him to win her affection.
Unfortunately,
Hannah ca from a very ordinary working-class family; her parents were middle school teachers in the local area. The Price Family was decently situated locally, but not particularly outstanding.
Unremarkable.
Naturally, Susan wouldn't approve of such an average daughter-in-law, given the Tiarks Clan's wealth and prestige.
Then Mary appeared.
Though Mary wasn't as beautiful as Hannah, the prominence of the Charles family was undeniable. In addition, with Mary's love at first sight for Hobar, Susan certainly wouldn't miss such an opportunity.
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