Substitute Marriage: Reborn As The Top Big-Shot

Chapter 73: 072: Mother and Daughter Meet

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Hearing this, Dunn nodded, “Alright, I’ll contact him now.”

Having said that, Dunn took out his phone and called Doleman right in front of Trevor Sherman.

Doleman quickly picked up the phone.

“Hello, Senior Brother.’

After a brief conversation, Dunn went straight to the point, “Doleman, here’s the thing, our Su Corporation’s Boss Sherman is eager to meet your Great Master friend and discuss a potential collaboration. Can you help introduce them?”

Doleman was playing a game, and upon hearing this, he closed the computer interface, “Senior Brother, I need to ask her first. I’ll let you know as soon as 1 get her reply.” “Alright,” Dunn responded, “Thanks, Doleman.”

“No problem.”

After hanging up, Trevor Sherman immediately asked, “How is it?”

Dunn said, “My junior brother said he needs to ask first.”

“Alright,” Trevor Sherman nodded.

If the Su Corporation could bring in this Great Master, their future would undoubtedly reach new heights!

After some thought, Dunn typed out the conditions Trevor Sherman had mentioned and sent them to Doleman.

Shares in the company?

Create their own conditions?

Seeing these words, Doleman immediately became focused.

It seemed that the Sherman Clan really valued talent.

Doleman replied: [Okay, Senior Brother, I’ll convey the message.]

[Thank you.]

Then, Doleman immediately clicked on Viola Thompson’s chat box.

[Great Master, do you have time now?]

Viola Thompson was currently painting an oil painting by the window.

The painting depicted the setting sun.

Both the style and the lines were executed very well.

Every stroke was full of life.

Both inside and outside the window, breathtaking beauty could be seen.

If a master of oil painting were present, they would undoubtedly be amazed.

Upon hearing the WhatsApp notification, Viola Thompson put down her brush, picked up her phone, and replied with one hand: [What’s up?]

[Can you take a voice call, Great Master?]

[Sure.]

The next second, Doleman’s voice call came in.

Viola Thompson picked up the call.

“Hello.”

Doleman first asked, “Great Master, have you received the payment from the Sherman Clan?”

“Just did,” she answered.

The Sherman Clan was indeed generous.

A seven-figure reward.

“Great Master, as I mentioned before, my senior brother works at the Sherman Clan, and their corporation’s leadership highly appreciates your abilities. So my senior brother asked me to contact you and see if you are interested in joining Su Corporation,” Doleman paused for a moment and continued, “My senior brother said that if you’re willing to join the Sherman Clan, you can set your own conditions, and they’ll even give you shares.”

Having shares in the Su Corporation meant more than just being an ordinary employee.

It was challenging to enter Su Corporation.

Even someone with a strong background like Doleman could only start from the bottom.

Offering these conditions to Viola Thompson demonstrated the high degree to which the Sherman Clan regarded her abilities.

Viola Thompson looked out the window, her eyes indifferent and her tone even more so. “Not interested.’

Just three words.

Doleman on the other end of the phone was stunned.

He didn’t expect Viola Thompson to refuse so decisively.

The Su Corporation was about to enter the international market with a bright future ahead. Many people were dying to join the corporation, especially considering that the Sherman Clan was willing to offer Viola Thompson shares in the company.

But she didn’t care at all.

Was this what a Great Master was like?

Doleman felt disoriented, reorganized his thoughts, and asked again, “Great Master, a-are you sure?”

“Mhm,” Viola Thompson held the phone in one hand, picked up the paintbrush with the other, and added a few strokes to the painting, “Do you have anything else?” “No,” Doleman said.

“Then I’ll hang up.”

Seeing that the phone was about to be disconnected, Doleman immediately spoke, “Great Master, wait a moment!”

“Mhm?”

Doleman’s emotions were complicated as he asked, ‘Great Master, may I ask why you are rejecting the Sherman Clan’s offer?” “I’m going to college. “Going to college?

Hearing this, Doleman became even more puzzled.

Great Master had already been recognized by the Sherman Clan, yet she still wanted to go to f*cking college!

A moment later, Doleman continued to ask: “Well, Great Master, can you spare some time to meet Boss Sherman?”

Viola Thompson declined, “l have social anxiety.”

“Alright then, sorry to bother you, Great Master. Goodbye.”

“Goodbye.”

Doleman stared at the disconnected voice call, unable to react for a long time.

A moment later, Doleman called Dunn back.

Learning that Viola Thompson had refused, Dunn was also a bit surprised. Under normal circumstances, no one should be able to refuse the generous offer made by the Sherman Clan. “Can I ask why Great Master refused?”

“She said she’s going to college.”

There was silence on the other end of the phone for a few seconds.

Dunn continued, “So, you mean to say… Great Master… is still in high school?!”

“Yes.

Dunn became even more incredulous.

He had thought that in order to help the Sherman Clan overcome such a crisis, Great Master must have at least graduated from a prestigious university abroad…

Unexpectedly…

She was just a high school student!

“Doleman, you’re not joking with me, are you?”

“No.” Doleman continued, “Anyway, Great Master is much more extraordinary and younger than you think.”

“Can she meet Boss Sherman?”

“Great Master said she has social anxiety.”

Dunn pinched his temples, “Doleman, can you give me Great Niaster’s contact information?”

Doleman frowned slightly, “Sorry, brother, I can’t disclose her personal privacy.”

“Alright then.”

After hanging up Doleman’s call, Dunn reported the situation to Trevor Sherman.

Hearing this, Trevor slightly crossed his hands and looked at Dunn, “Deputy Zacks, can you invite your junior out? If it weren’t for his introduction of Great Master, our Sherman Clan wouldn’t have gotten out of this predicament so quickly. I’ll host dinner at Little Paris on Sunday night to thank him.”

Dunn smiled, “There should be no problem inviting him.”

“Then I’ll leave this to you.”

Dunn nodded his head.

There was one day left before the results of the parent-child identification came out.

Mary Perryne was very excited and apprehensive.

Although she was shopping with Sylvia Thompson, her thoughts had already drifted far away, and she couldn’t even hear Sylvia’s voice. Sylvia’s smile at the corner of her mouth froze for an instant.

There was no need to think.

Mary Perryne’s head was now full of Viola Thompson.

The filial daughter in front of her was invisible to her eyes.

Every day, she thought about the daughter she hadn’t seen in more than a decade.

Ironic.

It was simply the height of irony.

At this moment, Mary Perryne finally reacted, “Ah? Sylvia, what did you just

Sylvia regained her smile, “l said that Rachel Barton is so fateful with us, so she must be our sister.’

The greater the hope, the greater the disappointment.

Sylvia was looking forward to Mary Perryne’s face when she saw the parent-child identification.

Presumably, this trip to River City would leave a deep impression on Mary

Perryne.

She had to make Mary Perryne realize.

The person lost for eighteen years could no longer be found; cherishing her, the person in front of her, was the most important thing in life.

Hearing this, Mary Perryne’s face brightened, “l dreamed last night that our family of seven took a family portrait.”

“Please wait a moment.’

At this moment, a pleasant voice suddenly appeared in the air.

Hearing this, Mary Perryne immediately turned her head.

With this turn.

She was stunned.

The young girl in front of her looked about 17 or 18 years old, with red lips and white teeth, and her exquisite peach blossom eyes seemed to speak like glittering waves.

This girl had an inexplicable affinity that made people want to look at her more.

“Little girl, what’s the matter?”

Viola Thompson handed the wallet she had just picked up to Mary Perryne, “You dropped something..”