Chapter 1427: 356: Viola Abusing Trash! _5 Chapter 1427: 356: Viola Abusing Trash! _5 Upon hearing this, the toy in Bread's mouth instantly fell to the ground. He looked up at Viola Thompson; his small eyes were almost popping out!
Sawyer Thompson nodded, “Alright then.”
Bread immediately stood up from the ground, hopping and skipping around Viola Thompson, “Woof woof woof!”
Viola Thompson laughed and said, “Go get the leash.”
Bread immediately fetched the leash.
Viola Thompson put the leash on Bread and fitted the muzzle, “Mom, Dad, let's go.”
Sawyer Thompson and Mary Perryne followed Viola Thompson's footsteps.
The family of three got into the car.
Sawyer Thompson and Mary Perryne sat in the back seat, while Bread sat in between them.
Fortunately, Viola Thompson was driving an SUV today, if it was her usual sports car, it would have been impossible to fit Bread.
Once in the car,
Even though Sawyer Thompson didn't say anything, Viola Thompson could feel a layer of sadness enveloping him.
After a good while, Sawyer Thompson said, “Viola, when you were born, your Uncle Swantz still held you in his arms!”
It seemed like only yesterday, but in the blink of an eye, they were now worlds apart.
At the end, Sawyer Thompson sighed.
Human life is really fragile.
Just a week ago, he had made plans with him to visit the Thompson Clan on the 10th of next month.
Who would have thought…
Things would suddenly turn out like this.
Viola didn't know how to console her father. After a moment, she spoke softly, “Dad, birth, old age, sickness and death are the natural laws of life, Uncle Swantz simply finished his journey of life a step earlier, you shouldn't take it so hard.”
Many years ago, Viola had already accepted the inevitability of death.
Some called her heartless.
Others called her cold-blooded.
But only those who have experienced it know what kind of journey it is.
Sawyer Thompson sighed, and although he said so, he was still upset about Mr. Swantz's death. After all, they had been close friends for decades, and it was painful to lose him.
Mary Perryne nodded approvingly at Viola's words, “Sawyer, what Viola said is right, don't take it too hard. At least he didn't leave any regrets, He had a complete family, a virtuous wife and became a grandparent at 55. Moreover, his quality of life was above that of most ordinary people, so he had a happy life and died a happy death, with his children and grandchildren by his side, without suffering from any diseases…”
Sawyer Thompson looked out the car window, his eyes were unreadable, the breeze was slightly blowing, stirring his silver hair at the temples.
Shortly after, they arrived at the airport.
Sawyer Thompson opened the car door to get out, “Viola, you stay in the car with Bread.”
Viola rolled down the car window, “Dad, Mom, have a safe journey, let me know when you get there.”
“Alright.” Mary Perryne waved to Viola, “Viola, drive safely when you go back.”
“Okay Mum, I know.”
Viola did not leave immediately, she sat in the car and watched her parents' figures through the car window.
It was not until their figures disappeared from sight that she took out her phone and dialed Terrence Lentz's number.
Terrence always answered her calls instantly, and this time was no exception.
“Viola.”
She heard that low manly voice exclusive to him coming from the other side.
Viola then spoke, “Lentz, um, there's something I need to tell you.”
“What is it?”
“My Dad's close friend passed away, so he and Mom are going to South City to attend the funeral, so… we might have to delay the meeting with your Aunt and Uncle.”
“The dead are to be given priority, it's okay.” Terrence continued, “I'll explain the situation to my parents, by the way, when can your Uncle and Aunt make it?”
Viola replied, “Two days after the original date, it will be changed from No. 26 to No.28.”
“Alright.”
The two discussed some other topics before hanging up.
Viola then drove away.
At two o'clock in the morning,
The roads were deserted.
Looking at the empty street, Viola found a place to park the car, planning to let Bread run on the road.
Bread was overjoyed, he ran two laps, then laid down on the lawn to roll around.
Viola took out her cellphone, recorded a video and sent it to Terrence.
Early the following morning, Terrence told his parents about the Thompson Clan's plan to attend the funeral.
Upon hearing this, Eleanor Armstrong said, “Death is unavoidable, we can postpone our visit by a few days.”
After she said this, Eleanor Armstrong looked at Terrence and asked, “Terrence, you haven't made Viola angry lately, have you?”
“No.”
Eleanor Armstrong asked again, “So, when Viola video chatted with you, what was her expression like? The same as usual or different?”
With such a big difference in family status, Eleanor Armstrong was still somewhat apprehensive.
What if…
Terrence looked at Eleanor Armstrong, “Viola was normal during our video chat, don't worry.”
“Did you check carefully?” Eleanor asked.
Terrence nodded slightly, “Yes.”
Eleanor wanted to ask more questions, but she was stopped by Harlan Lentz's gaze.
Eleanor had to swallow the words she was about to say.
Harlan Lentz looked at Terrence, “Terrence, we'll leave it up to you with the arrangements, since we'll postpone it for two days, what do you think about changing our flight to the day after tomorrow?”
The family of three had originally planned to head to Capital City today.
“Sure.” Terrence nodded, then he said, “Mom, Dad, I have something else to do, I have to go out.”
Harlan Lentz smiled and said, “Go and get it done!”
Looking at Terrence's retreating figure, Eleanor frowned deeply, “Harlan, do you think there would be any changes to this meeting?”
Harlan squinted his eyes, “If the Thompson Clan really looked down on us, they wouldn't have agreed to meet in the first place, stop overthinking, just wait peacefully.”
Eleanor sighed, even though Harlan was right, she still felt a bit worried.
Right at this moment, Sophie walked in from outside, curiously asking, “Mom, Dad, why haven't you left yet? Weren't we supposed to go to Capital City today?”
Eleanor smiled and said, “Oh, Viola's family changed the date.”
Changed the date?
Even such an important meeting could be rescheduled.
Sophie scoffed in her heart, it seems the Thompson Clan didn't want to meet them after all, right?
Chapter end
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