Substitute Marriage: Reborn As The Top Big-Shot

Brandon couldn’t wait that long, “Isn’t there a faster way?”

“No.” The doctor shook his head.

Viola looked at Brandon, “Brother Thompson, why don’t you go back to Capital City first? Once the report is ready, you can check it on the hospital website. If you need a hard copy, you can print it at the hospital.”

Actually, Viola didn’t hold high hopes.

She didn’t think she was Viola Thompson.

After all, there was nothing about her that matched Viola Thompson.

Brandon nodded.

Faced with such a situation, all he could do was go back and wait. “Then I’ll go back to Capital City first, Viola. I’ll see you there.”

“Okay.” Viola nodded slightly.

The group left the hospital together.

Terrence Lentz then said, “Mr. Thompson, do you want to go back to the hotel now? I can have a friend give you a ride.”

Brandon didn’t like to trouble others, “Thank you, but I can just take a taxi back. ”

“Alright, take care then.” Terrence Lentz said.

“Thank you.” Brandon expressed his gratitude again.

After Brandon left, Terrence Lentz turned to Viola, “Shall we go eat?” They had spent two hours waiting in line at the hospital, now it was already noon.

“Sure.” Viola nodded slightly.

The two got in the car, and Terrence Lentz said, “Let’s go to the restaurant we usually go to.”

Adam Swantz said, “Alright, Brother Lentz.”

At the restaurant, Adam continued, “Brother Lentz, you and Sister-in-law go enjoy your meal, I have some errands to run.”

He had become a considerate younger brother.

Naturally, he knew not to be a third wheel at a time like this.

Viola said, “You can do your errands after we finish eating.”

“It’s an urgent matter, Sister-in-law. I have to go now.” With that, Adam pressed the accelerator and left.

Terrence Lentz said, “Don’t worry about him, let’s go eat.”

Viola followed Terrence Lentz’s footsteps.

The restaurant had a great atmosphere, with a cellist playing live music inside the hall.

Terrence Lentz picked up the menu and started ordering.

Then, he handed the menu to Viola, “Viola, see if there’s anything you want to add.’

Viola didn’t even bother to look, “I’ll eat anything, by the way, did you order milk tea?”

“Yes.

“That’s fine then.’

Soon, the dishes were served.

The first dish.

Spicy stir-fried pig liver.

The second dish.

Stir-fried beef with black fungus.

Then there was sautéed spinach, black-bone chicken soup, and a dessert sesame and red bean balls.

If she remembered correctly, all these dishes were good for replenishing blood.

The dessert as well.

She took a sip of milk tea.

Black rice and red bean flavored.

It was also good for replenishing blood.

Viola thought Terrence Lentz seemed somewhat adorable and glanced up at the man eating in front of her.

From her perspective, she had a perfect view of the man’s finely chiseled jawline.

Next were his thin, paper-like lips.

The well-defined bridge of his nose, a pair of exquisite phoenix eyes slightly upturned, always carrying a dangerous air that one couldn’t see through.

Every move he made exuded elegance, like a nobleman from ancient European paintings, unattainable for everyone else.

Terrence Lentz caught her gaze, subconsciously touched his face, “Is there something on my face?”

Viola laughed lightly, her dimples appearing, “No, I just suddenly found you quite adorable.”

Adorable.

It was the first time someone used such a strange word to describe himself.

But Terrence Lentz didn’t mind, smiling, “Then, you should take a few more glances. ”

On the other side.

Brandon had returned to Capital City.

The first thing he did was to go to the hospital.

A nurse was wiping Mrs. Thompson’s face.

“Grandma.”

Hearing Brandon’s voice, Mrs. Thompson became very excited and looked at the doorway.

Brandon said, “Auntie, could you step out for a minute?”

“Alright.” The nurse nodded.

With the nurse outside the room, Brandon continued, “Grandma, I’ve arranged for the parent m child identification, and the results will be out the day after tomorrow. Don’t worry, as soon as the results come out, I’ll tell you right away.”

Mrs. Thompson couldn’t do anything but tightly grasp Brandon’s hand.

“Rest assured, so far only you, me, and Viola know about this.”

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

“Come in.”

Brandon said.

Sylvia Thompson walked in from outside, seeing Brandon, she happily said, “Big brother, you’re back!”

“Mhm.” Brandon nodded, asking, “How has Grandma been these past few days?”

“The doctor said she’s much better.’

Actually, it was still the same. Sylvia said this to follow everyone’s wishes and comfort Mrs. Thompson’s heart. To give her hope and not give up.

“That’s good.”

Time flew by.

In a blink, it was already the early hours of the third day.

Brandon couldn’t sleep at all. He kept refreshing his phone’s browser over and over again.

The report hadn’t come yet.

It was already past midnight.

That night, Brandon barely slept. He stayed by Mrs. Thompson’s bedside, refreshing his phone every once in a while.

But by three in the morning, the report had still not arrived.

Finally, at seven o’clock.

The golden sunlight shone through the window.

The first thing Brandon did upon waking up was to refresh the webpage, but the report still hadn’t come out.

So, he decided to go to wash up first.

Soon, he came out after washing up.

Picking up his phone and refreshing the page again, he had thought the result still wasn’t out. To his surprise, the page directly jumped to the electronic report.

In that instant, Brandon’s heart raced.

He almost couldn’t bear to look at the final result.

What if it wasn’t a match?

After taking a deep breath, Brandon dragged the report to the bottom.

When he saw the 99-99% similarity, his eyes reddened in an instant.

Yes.

Their sibling relationship was confirmed.

Viola was the long-lost sister they had been searching for all these years.

No one could understand the feeling of losing and then regaining something, and it couldn’t be described in plain text.

Brandon stood there, stunned for a long time.

Sylvia’s voice interrupted his thoughts, “Big brother, what are you looking at?”

Only then did Brandon snap back to reality. He quickly walked into the ward, crouched beside Mrs. Thompson’s bed, “Grandma, we found our little sister. Your guess was right, Viola is our little sister.”

Hearing this sentence.

Sylvia was instantly stunned, as if struck by lightning.

How…how could it be?

Mrs. Thompson’s eyes filled with hot tears, and she desperately wanted to rush to Viola immediately.

“Crash!”

At that moment, there was a loud noise in the air.

Brandon glanced back to see Mary Perryne standing at the door, the thermos in her hand having fallen to the ground.

“Brandon, what…what did you just say? Who…who did you find?” At that moment, Mary Perryne’s voice was trembling..