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Once Young Miss Thompson, Viola Thompson, leaves the Thompson Clan, she would be nothing.

But she was different.

Apart from being the second daughter of the Thompson Clan, she was also the only female member of the KV research lab and a student at Capital University’s finance department. She had won numerous awards and believed that even if one day she left the Thompson Clan, she could still live a brilliant life.

As for Viola

She was destined to marry a good-for-nothing in River City and lead a mediocre life.

Thinking of this, Sylvia Thompson smiled and looked up at Samuel Thompson, “Borden, if you like Master J, I can help you get his autograph.”

“Sure,” Samuel Thompson nodded.

Sylvia Thompson looked at Viola, “Do you need one, sister?”

Viola drank the last sip of soy milk and said, “No need, thank you.”

No need.

It’s quite normal when you think about it.

After all, Sylvia Thompson didn’t even know who Master J was.

In Viola’s world, probably only those celebrities who showed their faces on the screen could be considered as a Boss.

Sylvia Thompson smiled, “Well, if you ever admire a Boss, you can tell me. There will be many more opportunities like this in the future.”

After all, she and Viola were different.

Viola merely responded with a grunt.

Seeing Viola being indifferent, Edward Thompson frowned unhappily. Sylvia Thompson kindly offered to get Viola’s signature, but Viola couldn’t care less.

After dinner, Viola went upstairs to switch on her computer and started video tutoring Rachel Barton.

Compared to before, Rachel Barton had made a lot of progress.

After tutoring Rachel Barton, Cynthia Wilkins came to pick up Viola to the Phils family in the afternoon.

Today was the day of their follow-up appointment.

Claire had been taking the medicine for a few days and there seemed to be no reaction. She was very distressed and asked Viola, “Miss Thompson, do you think I need to keep taking the medicine for a longer time?”

After all, some people only got pregnant after four months.

“No, Madam Matins, you don’t need to continue taking the medicine.” Viola let go of Claire’s wrist.

Looking at Viola, Claire’s eyes were full of surprise, “Why?”

Today, Benjamin Martin was not at home.

In the living room were Viola, Claire and Cynthia Wilkins, who had accompanied Viola.

Upon hearing this, Cynthia Wilkins was also surprised.

“Could it be that Claire is already pregnant?”

Hearing this, Claire’s eyes lit up, “Is it true?”

“No, you’ve both misunderstood,” Viola continued, “The reason why I say Mrs. Matins doesn’t need to continue taking the medicine is that her body is actually perfectly healthy. The reason why she hasn’t gotten pregnant is because she’s been using contraception.”

“The prescription I gave has no side effects, but if you take the medicine while using contraception, it will eventually make it difficult for Mrs. Matins to get pregnant in the future.”

“This is like a fertile field. Fertilizing it is for the purpose of helping the crops grow better. However, if the field itself is already fertile, and we keep fertilizing it, it will be counterproductive.”

Viola’s voice was calm throughout.

Like the soft breeze in April, it was refreshing to the ear.

She could tell from the look in Claire’s eyes that she indeed had not used contraception.

So, the only person secretly using contraception was one person.

Her husband.

Claire looked at Viola with a questioning look in her eyes, “Miss Thompson, I’ll say it again, my husband and I have not used contraception!”

“You can only guarantee that you have not used it yourself, but people’s hearts are unpredictable. I suggest you still be cautious.”

Never blindly trust a person, even if it’s the one beside you.

Claire frowned, “Miss Thompson, if you can’t do it, you can just tell me. There’s no need to find so many ridiculous excuses. After all, you’re young and there’s still room for improvement! We’re all friends here, I have no reason to mock you! So, don’t hesitate, just be honest.”

When the situation got out of control, Cynthia Wilkins immediately tried to mediate, “Claire, don’t be mad.”

Upon finishing, Cynthia Wilkins looked at Viola again, “Viola, don’t take Claire’s words to heart. She and her husband have been through thick and thin for over a decade and they have been very loving. So, she might find it hard to accept your advice. Why don’t you prescribe her another medicine, maybe she can get pregnant this time!”

Cynthia Wilkins believed in Viola.

As an outsider, she thought Viola’s words made some sense as well.

Viola’s expression was as usual, she looked at Claire and packed up her medical kit, her tone gentle, “Madam Matins, I suggest you calm down and think about what I said.”