Chapter 1910: 547: Reunion_2
Gabrie narrowed his eyes and mysteriously said, “Third Master is busy making a little Third Master with Senior Suwen.”
Little Third Master?
Austin’s eyes widened.
It seed that the Marginine Organization’s future was secured!
The two brothers seed to have grasped so incredible secret, buzzing with excitent.
Inside the house.
Terrence Lentz massaged Viola Thompson’s shoulders while speaking, “Boss, can you promise one thing?”
“You say,” Viola Thompson said with narrowed eyes.
“I know you must have hidden sothing from during your visit to the laboratory, but let’s not dwell on the past. From now on,” Terrence stopped his movents and walked in front of Viola Thompson, his thin lips barely parting, “promise , no matter what happens in the future, you must not hide anything from .”
“That feeling of being constantly on edge really isn’t pleasant, and I don’t like it.”
I really don’t like it.
In fact, it was evident from Viola Thompson’s complexion that she must have gone through sothing quite serious this ti.
Viola Thompson opened her eyes and t his gaze, “Alright, I promise you.”
As the words fell, she reached out with her pinky, a smile in her eyes, “If you don’t trust , let’s pinky swear. Whoever lies is a little dog.”
Terrence Lentz linked his pinky with hers.
—
The long-haired woman was celebrating Viola Thompson’s death.
Just then, her assistant arrived with fresh news.
Viola Thompson wasn’t dead.
Not only was she alive, but she had also developed a new specialized dicine.
This dicine could not only cure the mutated strain of the Ebola Virus but also prevent infection.
Bang!
The cup in the long-haired woman’s hand dropped to the floor, shattering to pieces.
The assistant was so scared that she didn’t dare to utter a word.
“Good-for-nothing!” The long-haired woman grabbed another cup from the tea table and smashed it fiercely onto the assistant, scalding tea spilling all over her, “You’re just a good-for-nothing!”
The assistant kept her head low, her face contorting in pain yet she didn’t dare to make a sound.
Because no one knew the long-haired woman’s temperant better than she did.
At that mont, a young man entered from outside.
He frowned as he looked at the standing assistant, then spoke, “You go out first.”
The assistant, as if pardoned, imdiately turned and left.
Only then did the long-haired woman turn and look at the young man, “Arthur Sinclair, Viola Thompson is not dead! Are you happy now?”
Arthur Sinclair just looked at her and then said, “You should be crystal clear about my intentions after all these years.”
A mont passed, and Arthur Sinclair continued, “Why relentlessly pursue soone who has already left? We don’t have much ti left now.”
The long-haired woman’s face was full of gloom.
She just wanted Viola Thompson dead.
But why?
Why did things keep slipping out of her control, ti and again?
Arthur Sinclair sighed lightly and then said, “I’ve always told you, Viola Thompson won’t die that easily.”
A person like her, wherever she lives, is always the brightest star in the sky.
“Don’t provoke her anymore.”
The long-haired woman clenched her fists, her whole body trembling.
She couldn’t accept it.
She really couldn’t.
—
Viola Thompson and Terrence Lentz entered a restaurant.
The lunch was light but delicious.
Viola Thompson enjoyed her al very much and after putting down her chopsticks, looked at Terrence Lentz and said, “Let’s go out and explore nearby tomorrow. The day after tomorrow, I’m planning to return to Capital City.”
The reason she chose the day after tomorrow to go back was that she had so trivial matters to take care of.
Furthermore.
She had only just cleared the virus from her body, and Viola Thompson didn’t want her family to notice anything unusual.
Terrence Lentz nodded slightly, “Ok, but I still have so things to deal with here, so I might not be able to accompany you back.”
Having said that, Terrence Lentz’s face showed regret.
“It’s okay,” Viola Thompson continued, “You do your thing, anyway, we can still be together the day after tomorrow.”
Terrence Lentz poured Viola Thompson a cup of Milk Tea, “Have you told your uncle and aunt about your return?”
Viola Thompson shook her head slightly, “I plan to surprise them; don’t let the cat out of the bag.”
Terrence Lentz had their WhatsApp.
“Mhm.”
Viola Thompson took a sip of Milk Tea and then said, “This trip back, I plan to spend so quality ti with my parents.”
It’s rather embarrassing to say.
These days she had been so busy, neglecting many relatives around her.
In the next two days, Viola Thompson and Terrence Lentz drove a jeep, crossing the desert and visiting the mangrove forests.
They left footprints in many places throughout Frica.
—
In a blink of an eye, it was the twenty-ninth of the lunar year.
Tomorrow would be New Year’s Eve.
However, the faces of the Thompson Family did not show much joy.
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