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Sylvia Thompson’s feelings were quite complicated at the moment.

River City may not be small, but it wasn’t very big either since it’s just an island surrounded by water.

What if, by any chance, Mrs. Thompson encountered Viola Thompson?

The moment Mary Perryne first laid eyes on Viola, she felt a connection to her. If Mrs. Thompson saw Viola, there would definitely be big trouble.

After all, even Sylvia found that Viola’s smiling eyes were strikingly similar to Mary’s.

It’s not going to work.

Mrs. Thompson cannot be allowed to go to River City.

Sylvia turned her glance towards Edward Thompson, smiling as she asked, “Brother, does Grandma have any other matters to attend to in River City?”

Hearing this, Edward Thompson nodded slightly, “Yeah, I heard our cousin got a girlfriend.”

Mrs. Thompson was getting old, and apart from wanting to find her only granddaughter, she also longed to see her grandsons settle down with their own families.

Now that one of her grandsons finally found a girlfriend, Mrs. Thompson naturally wanted to see her in person.

“I see,” Sylvia nodded, before asking, “When is Grandma planning to leave?” “It should be tomorrow morning,” Edward Thompson replied.

“Oh,” Sylvia felt a bit regretful, “It’s a pity I don’t have any time off. If I did, I would accompany Grandma to River City.”

As she said this, she seemed to remember something and her expression darkened momentarily, “Never mind… If I really went, I would probably just upset Grandma.”

As she reached the last sentence, Sylvia could not hide her grievances.

Edward Thompson listened with a heartache.

He never understood why Mrs. Thompson placed such importance on blood ties.

Edward Thompson patted Sylvia’s head, “You still have your brother, Sylvia.”

Sylvia smiled and leaned her head against Edward’s shoulder for a moment, before moving away quickly, “Third brother, thank you.” “Silly,” Edward Thompson smiled affectionately at her.

Just like his public image.

A sister-obsessed maniac.

Because of this persona, Edward had attracted a slew of fans.

Sylvia had also earned the title of ‘National Little Sister.’

So not only did Edward dote on Sylvia, but a bunch of his fans also spoiled her as well.

Edward Thompson then continued, “Since Grandma is old, she might be a bit stubborn and her thoughts might not exactly align with us younger ones, so don’t be too hard on her. Just pretend she doesn’t exist.” After all, Sylvia didn’t depend on Mrs. Thompson for a living.

It didn’t matter if she was there or not.

Sylvia had no need to cater to Mrs. Thompson’s moods.

The only reason Sylvia cared so much about what Mrs. Thompson thought of her was because she wanted to be a filial granddaughter.

It’s a pity.

Mrs. Thompson not only failed to see Sylvia’s good qualities, she even misjudged her.

Thinking about this, Edward Thompson couldn’t help but sigh.

Sylvia smiled and said, “It’s okay, Third Brother. She’s still Grandma and an elder. No matter how she treats me, I cannot disregard her, as that would be an act of disrespect.”

She would never do such a disrespectful thing.

Edward Thompson looked at Sylvia with a gaze full of affection and heartache.

His little sister’s heart was too soft.

But it was also for the best.

Compared to those people who carried heavy burdens, Edward Thompson preferred Sylvia as she was.

Simple and easygoing.

Being with Sylvia, nothing needed to be held back.

Whatever he wanted to do, he did, and whatever he wanted to say, he said.

Just then, a coughing sound came from upstairs.

Sylvia looked up, “It seems like Grandma is coughing again?”

“Yeah.’

Sylvia worried, “She has been coughing like this for several days. I’m going to make her some Loquat Syrup. It might help her feel better.”

After saying this, Sylvia turned and left.

Edward Thompson watched her retreating figure, shaking his head helplessly.

Mrs. Thompson treated Sylvia in this manner, yet Sylvia not only held no grudge against her, but she even went to make Loquat Syrup for her. Where else could he find such a good granddaughter?

Perhaps even the missing Viola couldn’t compare to this, right?

It was probably only Mrs. Thompson who was oblivious to the blessing right in front of her!

Sylvia entered the kitchen and began to cook the Loquat Syrup.

Soon, Aunt Zhang also walked into the kitchen.

The two people stayed at a friendly distance from each other. As always, Aunt Zhang greeted her, “Miss, do you need any help?”

“No need, I’m making Loquat Syrup for Grandma.”

Aunt Zhang nodded.

Taking advantage of the movement of picking up a bowl, Sylvia continued, the old lady allergic to pears?”

“Yes,” Aunt Zhang glanced at Sylvia.

Sylvia squinted her eyes, picked up a cut pear, and threw it into the pot..