Chapter 106: 091: Domineering brother breaks off rtionship directly! _ 5


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    Vi Thompson’s second rejection made Moira frown slightly.


    Vi was being condescending, and as the Thompson n’s adopted daughter, she was somewhat unappreciative.


    Moira’s name in the violin world attracted countless admirers.


    And yet, Vi Thompson rejected her again and again!


    What is this?


    Moira had never encountered such an ill-mannered person.


    If not for Vi’s exceptional talent, Moira would have lost her temper long ago – but how could she when Vi was truly gifted?


    Suppressing her anger, Moira spoke softly, “Miss Thompson, would you like to reconsider?”


    “Thank you for your kindness, President Zheng, but I think I don’t need to reconsider.” After finishing her words, Vi took out a banknote and ced it under the ss. She then stood up from her chair, “l have to leave now, I have something else to attend to.”


    Watching Vi’s retreating figure, Moira furrowed her brows.


    She thought she had found a promising talent.


    Little did she know, Vi was so full of herself. Did Vi think that having some skills meant she could look down on everyone else and disregard their existence?


    Such naivety!


    At that moment, Moira suddenly thought of Elizabeth Thompson.


    Although Elizabeth had deceived her, it was clear that her manners and upbringing were far superior to Vi’s.


    Indeed,dies from prestigious families would always outshine wild, uneducated girls of unknown origin.


    Edith Bet and Fiona Knight were sitting at a roadside stall, eating spicy hot pot while waiting for Vi.


    Seeing Vi approaching, Fiona asked curiously, “Vi, what did President Zheng want to talk to you about?”


    “Just some casual conversation.”


    Unlike Elizabeth, Vi wouldn’t use this as a bragging right and naturally wouldn’t reveal her refusal of Moira.


    Fiona didn’t press further and said, “Vi, we ordered a spicy dish for you too.


    We’ve asked the boss to cook it now.”


    Having been friends for so long, they knew Vi’s taste preferences well.


    Vi’s go-to order for spicy hot pot included youtiao, tofu, kelp, and bean sprouts, with her favorite drink being taro milk tea. “Where’s Edith?” Vi asked, sitting down opposite Fiona.


    “She went to buy milk tea.”


    No sooner had Fiona finished her sentence than Edith appeared carrying milk tea. She cheerfully handed a cup to Vi, “Milk Tea Master, this is your favorite taro milk tea.’


    “Thank you,” Vi epted it with both hands.


    Edith smiled and said, “It’s my honor to serve the Milk Tea Master!”


    At the Thompson’s Vi.


    Olga looked at the clock on the wall, frowning, “It’s thiste, and that wild brat is not back yet! Who knows which rascal she’s fooling around with!”


    Reg Thompson was also unhappy.


    At that moment, footsteps sounded outside.


    Vi walked in from outside.


    Finally, she was back!


    Olga looked at Vi and said, “Come here.”


    Vi walked over at an unhurried pace.


    A wild girl indeed, with no upbringing, not even knowing to greet her mother.


    Olga grew even angrier and continued, “You have to release a statement to rify that Elizabeth taught you violin.”


    To protect Elizabeth’s reputation, such a statement must be released to let everyone know that Elizabeth was Vi’s master.


    The reason why Elizabeth didn’t get first ce was that she wanted to give it to Vi.


    Vi looked at Olga and suddenly wanted tough, “She taught me?”


    Just three words, but they carried an aura of arrogance.


    “Let me tell you, you cannot be ungrateful! If it weren’t for Elizabeth teaching you violin and letting you win, could you get first ce?”


    She’s like a master starving because of her apprentice.


    Looking at Vi, Olga realized that Vi didn’t even n to thank Elizabeth. Why would there be such an ungrateful and vicious person in this world!


    “The person who can teach me hasn’t been born yet,” Vi’s tone was indifferent, “As for Elizabeth, she’s not qualified!”


    At these words, both Olga and Regs anger reached its peak.


    Vi was way too arrogant!


    How dare she say something like that?Reg Thompson stared at Vi Thompson, “There are two choices for you: first, apologize to Elizabeth and release a rifying video; second, leave this ce immediately!” Vi definitely wouldn’t dare to leave the Thompson n.


    As an orphan without parents, where else could she go if she left the Thompson n?


    After hearing these words, she would surely be frightened into apologizing immediately and obediently writing a rification statement.


    Upon hearing this, Vi didn’t say much, just walked upstairs.


    Olga watched Vi’s back and wondered, “What do you think she’s nning to do?”


    Reg Thompson replied, “She’s definitely going to write a rification letter.”


    Being a wild child with no home, would she even have the courage to leave?


    Not possible.


    Olga nodded, feeling that what Reg Thompson said made sense.


    Ten minutester.


    Vi came downstairs with a bag on her back.


    Just as Reg Thompson was waiting for Vi to apologize to him, she unexpectedly pulled out a piece of paper and said, “Sign this and I’ll leave immediately.”


    Looking at the paper Vi brought out, Reg Thompson was stunned.


    The paper clearly had three big characters written on it.


    Letter of severance.


    Was Vi trying to sever all ties with them?


    Olga looked incredulously at Vi.


    Where did this little bastard get the courage?


    Did she think the Thompson n really wouldn’t dare sever ties with her?


    Did she want to threaten them with this?


    Ridiculous!


    By now, Elizabeth Thompson had already broken off her engagement with Terrence Lentz, and Vi had already be a useless pawn, so there was no need for them to fear anything.


    “l warn you, you only have one chance,” said Reg Thompson, narrowing his eyes.


    “Don’t regret it! ”


    Reg Thompson picked up the pen and signed his name directly on the paper.


    Upon obtaining the letter of severance, Vi carefully put it away, then turned and left without hesitation.


    Her figure remained tall and straight, without a trace of hesitation.


    Olga whispered angrily from behind, “You heartless little bastard, why did you just let her go?”


    After all, she had raised Vi for so many years.


    Furthermore, Elizabeth Thompson’s health had been weak for years, and if her liver condition rpsed, Vi would definitely need to donate her liver again.


    “Just wait, one day she’lle back begging us.”


    Without the Thompson n’s protection, Vi would be nothing.


    The Lentz n didn’t like her in the first ce, and if they knew of the severed rtionship, they would definitely demand the return of the betrothal gifts and sever ties with her.


    By then, Vi would definitelye back crying and begging.


    Upon hearing this, Olga felt somewhat relieved.


    Vi, with her bag in tow, walked aimlessly along the vi’s road.


    Suddenly lost in direction, she walked without purpose.


    For the first time since her rebirth, she felt so lost, an orphan in two lifetimes who yearned for the presence of family more than ever before.


    Mantou poked its head out of the bag, meowing once.


    Vi reached out and stroked Mantou’s head, “You don’t have a home, I don’t have a home, can we make the world our home from now on?”


    “Meow.” Mantou rubbed Vi’s palm.


    At this moment, a Maybach stopped steadily beside her.


    The car window slowly rolled down, revealing Adam Swantz’s face, “Sister, get in the car.’


    Vi nced at him and then opened the rear door.


    As soon as she sat down, she saw that someone else was sitting beside her.


    The interior of the Maybach had been modified, with the man sitting in a customized wheelchair. His cold, sharp features were hidden in the dark night, and a faint scent of sandalwood permeated the shallow breaths he took.


    Before Vi could speak, the man began to exin.


    “My leg was bothering me today, so I didn’t get out. Don’t mind.”


    When Terrence Lentz’s leg problems red up, it was agonizingly painful, like walking on a needle’s point. Such pain was unbearable for ordinary people, so most of the time, he sat in a wheelchair..