Substitute Marriage: Reborn As The Top Big-Shot

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By the end of his speech, Brandon Thompson’s eyes were slightly red.

“l was twelve the year my little sister went missing. I remember her as incredibly adorable, bringing an unprecedented amount of laughter and cheer into our family. But, unfortunately… the good times didn’t last for long.”

Brandon was not typically a big talker. This was the most he had ever said to a girl in his life.

But it didn’t feel unnatural to him.

On the contrary, it felt very natural. Even though the parent-child identification test hadn’t been performed yet, he had the feeling that this person was like their lost little sister.

Upon reaching this point in the conversation, Sylvia understood Brandon’s intent.

She turned to Brandon, her tone steady and unchanging, “So, brother Thompson, do you suspect that I am Viola Thompson?”

“Yes.” Brandon nodded, “Not just me, my grandmother thinks so too. I hope you would be willing to do a paternity test with me.”

Viola Thompson then said, “l know a little about Viola Thompson. She was born in January, according to the lunar calendar, and has a red birthmark on her left arm. However, I don’t fit any of these criteria. First, I was born in August, according to the lunar calendar. Second, there is no birthmark on my left arm.’

Saying this, Viola rolled up her sleeves.

Some things needed to be clarified before the paternity test came out, to avoid any accusations of colluding or falsifying information.

“In that case, do you still want to proceed with the paternity test, brother Thompson?” Viola asked.

If Brandon insisted, she would cooperate.

She too hoped that the Thompson family could find their long-lost daughter.

Brandon noticed the somewhat gruesome scar on her arm.

When Viola Thompson disappeared, he was already twelve and had a strong recollection of the events. He clearly remembered that his little sister had a birthmark in the very same location where Viola had her scar. Brandon asked, “When did you get this scar?”

“I’ve had this scar as long as I can remember,” she replied.

Since she can remember?

If a two or three-year-old child was injured due to mischief, that would be another issue.

But Viola had this scar for as long as she could remember, suggesting the wound wasn’t a result of her own doing.

Someone must have purposefully inflicted it!

Why did that person hurt Viola’s arm?

There could only be one reason!

They wanted to hide something.

Yes.

It must be this.

Others might not be as meticulous as Brandon.

Seeing that Viola did not match Viola Thompson’s descriptions would deter them from proceeding with the paternity test.

But not Brandon.

He is meticulous.

Birthdays can be changed, birthmarks can be brutally erased. He only trusted the science.

Then Brandon continued, “Viola, I still want to do a paternity test with you. Is that okay?”

“Yes.” Viola slightly nodded.

Actually, from Brandon’s words, she could feel how desperate he was to find his sister.

Therefore, even if she didn’t fit the description of his sister, he was still willing to take her to do the paternity test.

“Viola, thank you.” Not caring about anything else, Brandon instantly stood up from his chair. “Shall we go now?”

“Yes.” Viola got up and followed Brandon’s steps.

They both left the cafe, one after the other, and waited for a cab on the roadside.

Just as Adam Swantz had stopped at the red light, he saw a familiar figure, saying, “Brother, doesn’t that look like sister-in-law over there?” At his words, Terrence Lentz looked in the specified direction.

It was Viola.

Even with just a glimpse of her back, he could recognize her instantly.

After his gaze fell on the man next to Viola, Terrence Lentz slightly frowned.

Who was that man?

Adam Swantz continued, “Who is that guy standing next to sister-in-law Viola? I don’t think I have ever seen him. Do you think… that sister-in-law Viola is like Elizabeth Thompson?” “She isn’t.” Terrence replied.

The tone was light, but resolute.

Terrence then instructed, “Drive there.’

Adam Swantz hit the gas, and the car quickly pulled up in front of them.

“Sister-in-law.” Adam Swantz rolled down the window and called out to her.

Viola slightly turned her head around, “Why are you here?”

“Not just me, brother three is here too.”

Before he even finished his sentence, Terrence Lentz had already opened the door and stepped out of the car.

“Viola.” Terrence’s voice was low.

Viola slightly turned her eyes, her lips curling up into a shallow smile, “Brother Lentz.’

Brother Lentz.

She didn’t usually call him that. At least, when they were alone, she had never used that title..