Substitute Marriage: Reborn As The Top Big-Shot

Chapter 112: 093: I have seen Viola Thompson!

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Aunt Zhang looked at Sylvia Thompson, then continued: “l sent the child to River City, thousands of miles away. She shouldn’t be found that quickly.”

Many years have passed, so she might be dead by now.

It was winter.

No treatment was given to the baby’s wounds. Slightly late to be discovered, she would have been dead.

“l ask you, why didn’t you kill her directly?” Sylvia Thompson stared at Aunt Zhang.

Her eyes were filled with a malicious look

Since they had decided to go this far, why couldn’t they finish it once and for all?

Aunt Zhang sighed, “She was as old as you…”

In fact, Aunt Zhang had also thought of ending Viola Thompson directly, eliminating future troubles.

But looking at the child, who was no different from her own daughter, she just couldn’t do it.

“Because you were soft-hearted, I’ve been living in fear for so many years!” Tears filled Sylvia Thompson’s eyes. “Do you know what kind of life I’ve lived all these years? Every day, I worry that she will suddenly come back and take what’s mine! I hate you!’

She hated Aunt Zhang for bringing her into this world and not being responsible for her.

She hated Aunt Zhang for not being ruthless enough.

She was so hateful.

Aunt Zhang too had tears in her eyes, “Sylvia, I know you hate me. But everything I did was for you. It was all so you could have a good life.” In this world, there isn’t a mother who doesn’t love her child.

Perhaps.

Her way of loving her child is different, but that doesn’t negate her love for the child.

Sylvia Thompson stared at Aunt Zhang, “Do you know? Viola Thompson isn’t dead.’

And she might have already met Viola Thompson in person.

Upon hearing this, Aunt Zhang immediately felt a sense of crisis, “What are you saying? Have you seen her?”

Sylvia Thompson nodded, “Not just me, Mary Perryne too.”

Hearing this, Aunt Zhang panicked.

What now?

What if they recognize each other as mother and daughter?

“So,” Sylvia Thompson looked at Aunt Zhang, “do you realize how stupid the thing you did back then was now?!”

Aunt Zhang dared not look straight at Sylvia Thompson’s eyes. The tears wouldn’t stop falling, “I’m sorry, Sylvia…”

She never thought things would turn out this way.

“What’s the use of saying sorry now?”

Sylvia Thompson glared at Aunt Zhang, “But you’re not entirely stupid. At least, you knew you had to tell me about it!”

She had always thought that the person with the birth-mark on her arm was a threat to her.

Aunt Zhang wiped her tears, “Sylvia, can you forgive me?”

Sylvia Thompson remained silent.

After a moment, Sylvia Thompson looked at Aunt Zhang, “Who else knows about this other than you?”

Aunt Zhang seemed taken aback at first, but then regained her composure and said, “No one, not even your father.”

After handing over Sylvia Thompson to Mary Perryne back then, Aunt Zhang lied saying the child had gone missing.

She knew very well that there wasn’t another soul who could keep this secret but her.

So, she held onto it for eighteen years.

Sylvia Thompson’s biological father was a utter gambling addict.

All he did was gamble and drink.

If he knew that Sylvia Thompson was the young miss of the Thompson family, he would definitely start threatening Sylvia Thompson, just like a rogue.

Hearing this, Sylvia Thompson heaved a small sigh of relief.

As long as no one knows, it’s fine.

Aunt Zhang did do a good job with this.

The more people know about this, the easier it will be to find out her relationship with Aunt Zhang.

Aunt Zhang looked at Sylvia Thompson and continued, “Actually, at the beginning, I didn’t want to tell you. I wanted you to grow up without any troubles. but now, the Thompson family obviously considers you an outsider.

So, Sylvia, you need to be vigilant.”

The Thompson family always claimed Sylvia Thompson as their daughter, but they never stopped looking for Viola Thompson.

Mandel Thompson, especially.

He never considered Sylvia Thompson as his sister. if he trusted Sylvia, he wouldn’t have searched for Viola behind her back.

In such circumstances, Sylvia Thompson must protect her own rights, defend her position as the young miss of the Thompson Family.

Sylvia Thompson had no special feelings for Aunt Zhang, after all, she was just a servant in their household, “l know that. I don’t need you to remind me.”

Aunt Zhang nodded, “As long as you know.”

Sylvia Thompson continued, “Don’t tell anyone else about this.”

“l know, Sylvia.”

Sylvia Thompson looked at Aunt Zhang.

This middle-aged woman in front of her, just over forty, already had wrinkles all over her face. Her eyes had been weathered by the years.

Sylvia Thompson sighed, went over to the cabinet, picked up a bank card, “Take this money and spend it. The password is six eights..”