Substitute Marriage: Reborn As The Top Big-Shot
Chapter 1809 - 436: Always high-profile, never knowing restraint!_3

Chapter 1809: 436: Always high-profile, never knowing restraint!_3

Ever since Barton Turner called Gemma a traitor, Sweetie stopped calling her "sister".

She felt that Barton had no conscience.

In fact.

Barton was indeed heartless, otherwise he could not have uttered such words.

Gemma had sacrificed a lot for Barton.

In the year she turned sixteen, she nearly lost her life because of Barton.

Sweetie looked at Viola Thompson, "You really do look a lot like Gemma, both when you smile and when you don’t."

Viola expressed her disbelief, "Do I really look that much like Gemma?"

Sweetie nodded eagerly, "Exactly the same!"

With that said, Sweetie sighed, "But Gemma isn’t as smart as you."

Gemma was too naive.

To gain the acceptance of the Si Family, she sacrificed so much.

But in the end, she was branded a traitor.

If Gemma had been a bit smarter, she wouldn’t have been bullied by the Si Family like that.

Viola remained stoic.

She wondered, what kind of person was the Gemma Turner Sweetie spoke of?

If she could win the favor of Sweetie, then Gemma Turner surely wasn’t a bad person.

Children have pure hearts and clear eyes; they don’t understand much, but they can distinguish between good and bad.

If Gemma Turner had been scheming, she definitely wouldn’t have received such high praise from Sweetie.

Viola grew curious, "Why do you say Gemma isn’t smart?"

Although she didn’t think Viola was the Gemma she was looking for, Sweetie still felt a strong fondness for Viola and didn’t guard against her, "Because Gemma sacrificed a lot for her sister, but her sister didn’t protect Gemma at all, even accusing Gemma of being a traitor. I am so disappointed in her!"

"And Mr. Si, even though he constantly said he would treat Gemma as his own granddaughter and wanted to cultivate her as the Si Family’s successor, they actually just valued Gemma’s abilities."

Despite her young age, Sweetie saw things more clearly than anyone.

If Gemma was just an ordinary person, born in an environment like the Si Family’s, she would have been devoured until nothing was left.

The more Sweetie spoke, the more she felt pity for Gemma, continuing, "My grandfather said that Gemma has been an unwanted orphan since she was young, picked up by Mr. Si by chance after an accident. At first, she did odd jobs in the Si Family and didn’t even have a name. Later, Mr. Si suddenly discovered that Gemma was talented, so he began to focus on her development and formally named her, taking her in as his adopted granddaughter..."

Sweetie came over and hugged Viola, crying, "My Gemma is really pitiful, she never even met her own birth parents, and now she has to be slandered as a traitor."

Viola gently patted Sweetie’s back, "No, with such a wonderful sister as Sweetie, Gemma is not pitiful at all. At least there’s someone in this world who understands her hardships and knows how difficult her life has been."

Upon hearing this, Sweetie looked up at Viola, blinked her big eyes, and asked shyly, "Am I good?"

"Good," Viola nodded slightly.

"Thank you," Sweetie continued, "Can I call you Sister Viola?"

"Of course," Viola nodded again.

Sweetie tilted her head and thought for a moment, "Calling you Sister Viola seems a bit unfamiliar, maybe I should just call you Sister Vi?"

"Whatever you like," Viola said with a smile.

After speaking, Viola glanced at her wristwatch and said, "Sweetie, where do you live? I should take you home first, I still have work later."

Sweetie pouted, "Sister Vi, have you forgotten? I just spoke to my grandfather on the phone! I don’t have to go home! I want to go to work with you, don’t worry, I absolutely won’t disturb you!"

Having said that, Sweetie immediately raised three fingers, "I swear."

Viola couldn’t help but smile, "Then let’s go together."

She really liked this child.

In the car, Viola took a photo with Sweetie and sent it to Terrence Lentz.

[Cute, isn’t she?]

Terrence replied quickly, [Cute.]

Sweetie looked at Viola, "Sister Vi, send me the photo too, I want to use it as my wallpaper."

"Okay."

--

The sixty-eighth-floor skyscraper.

Terrence Lentz sat in front of his desk, looking at the photo on his phone with a slightly heavy gaze.

A moment.

He picked up the suit that was hanging there, put it on, and then turned to walk out the door.

The secretary saw him coming out, instinctively stepped back, and then respectfully began to speak, "Sir."