Substitute Marriage: Reborn As The Top Big-Shot

He had caused Viola such great harm, and now he wanted them to forgive him just because he admitted his mistake?!

Impossible!

Kind words warm three winters, hurtful words wound like cold June weather.

Having said that, Sawyer rolled up the car window.

“Dad!”

Edward couldn’t believe his eyes as he looked at Sawyer.

Nor could he believe his father could be so ruthless.

He already knew he was wrong!

What more did his father want from him!

Edward walked around to the other side of the car, knocking on the window, “Mom! Mom!”

Mary Perryne would definitely forgive him.

Who would have thought, Mary turned her head away, as if she hadn’t seen Edward at all.

This time.

Edward had truly hurt Mary’s heart.

She had been blaming herself for Viola’s disappearance and wished she could offer Viola the best things in the world.

But what about Edward?

What had he done?!

As an older brother, when Viola was being slandered, Edward’s first thought wasn’t to defend his sister but to pour dirty water on her just like a stranger would.

For a girl, the most important thing is her reputation.

Thinking of these things, Mary felt suffocated.

If she chose to forgive Edward this time, it would be so unfair to Viola!

“Drive!” Sawyer looked at the driver in the front seat and ordered.

“Alright.”

The driver released the brake and accelerated.

The car instantly left and drove through the gate of Thompson Family Manor.

Edward watched the taillights, his eyes filled with hurt.

At this moment, Edward felt abandoned by the whole world.

Yes.

He was wrong!

He shouldn’t have misunderstood Viola.

But he had already realized his mistake, why couldn’t his parents give him another chance?

Who in life can guarantee not to make a mistake?

The housekeeper stood next to Edward.

Seeing this, he went on to say: “Young Master Bob, although I am just a servant of this family, you really can’t blame the master and madam this time. The harm you caused to Miss Viola was too great!”

Although Viola had only been back for a few days.

The housekeeper could tell.

Viola and Sylvia Thompson were different people.

Although Sylvia would smile and greet them warmly, that smile was insincere, her eyes never reaching her smile.

But Viola was different. She wouldn’t try to please anyone and had a cold demeanor, but if anyone was in trouble, she would definitely help.

Like his cough, Nanny Caputo’s cracked hands, and Sister-in-law Li’s hives.

So, the family’s servants all liked Viola very much.

Whoever brought special products from their hometown, the first person they thought of was Viola, and she never despised their things and always ate them with a sincere attitude.

Hearing this.

Edward froze.

Even the housekeeper said so.

Could it be.

Could it be that the problem was truly his and his alone?

Viola didn’t have any issues at all?

But if Viola hadn’t insisted on being with that good-for-nothing, he wouldn’t have thought so much in the first place.

The housekeeper looked at Edward, then continued: “Young Master Bob, you’d better come back in a few days. Wait until the lady, master, and madam’s anger subsides.”

“I’m going home.”

The housekeeper turned and left as well.

Soon.

Only Edward was left at the entrance.

The darkness of night shrouded his figure, making him appear somewhat lonely.

He stood there for a very long time.

Just then, soft footsteps sounded in the air, followed by a gentle voice, “Little brother.”

Hearing that, Edward’s heart warmed, and he turned to look at the person, “Sylvia.”

Sylvia carefully came over, looking as if she was afraid of being seen by someone, “Little brother, it’s really you! I thought I saw wrong!”

“If it’s not me, who else could it be?” Edward asked back.

Sylvia went on to say: “Little brother, are mom and dad not letting you in?”

“Mhm.”

Hearing this, Sylvia sighed and then said: “Don’t be too anxious, little brother. I believe mom and dad will calm down soon.”

At this point, Sylvia continued: “And, I also believe that big sister will help you speak up in front of mom and dad. They like her so much, and as long as she says a few words casually, they will let you come back!”

Would Viola help him speak up?

Hearing this, Edward snorted coldly.

If Viola would help him speak, he wouldn’t be standing here right now.