Substitute Marriage: Reborn As The Top Big-Shot

Chapter 822: 253: She is like a multitude of stars, shining brightly! _3
 

But now it seems.

This is not a fleeting fancy.

Visha Garcia is hell-bent on achieving his goal.

“Are you teaching me how to do things?” Visha Garcia looked at Nako Garcia, his eyebrows slightly furrowed.

“Brother, I just don’t understand. That lowly Viola, what charm does she possess that makes you act like this!” With that, Nako Garcia paused, and continued: “Brother, Viola is not as wonderful as you think she is. Everything is just a part of her plan. She is using a strategy of feigned retreat. The reason why she rejected you today is to better capture you. She knows that a man like you, unused to being rejected, will not be able to withstand this blow!”

Being a woman herself, Nako Garcia clearly saw through Viola’s tactics.

Unfortunately.

No matter what she pointed out, Visha Garcia refused to face reality.

“She’s not the person you describe her to be.” Visha Garcia’s voice was cold, “My judgment isn’t as poor as you imagine.”

Whether the other party was using a feigned retreat, he saw through it at a glance.

In Viola’s gaze at him, there was not the slightest bit of affection or love.

It was extremely dull.

As if looking at a stranger.

And besides, Viola had no need to employ a feigned retreat.

If Viola was indeed using this tactic, then the moment he knelt on one knee, she would have accepted him.

But Viola didn’t.

Most importantly, Visha Garcia trusted his own judgment.

“Brother, can you snap out of it!” Nako Garcia stared at Visha Garcia, her eyes full of disappointment.

Visha Garcia was the most promising man of the Garcia family. He carried a heavy responsibility, destined to helm the entire Garcia family in the future.

But now!

He is actually bewitched by a woman.

With that, Nako Garcia continued: “Grandfather is still waiting for us to bring back the Pearl Blood to save him! Brother, if you continue to be indecisive, grandfather might really leave us forever!”

When they came to Nine Continent island, the witch doctor said the old man could not hold on for half a year.

A month has passed now.

The time left for them is not much.

“Grandfather is 88 years old this year.” Visha Garcia said.

At 88, it’s time to rest in peace.

Hearing this, Nako Garcia widened her eyes incredulously, “Brother! What are you talking about!”

She never thought her brother would say such a perverse thing.

For a woman.

He could even abandon his own grandfather!

“I know what I’m saying, I don’t need your reminder!” Visha Garcia turned and looked at Nako Garcia, his eyes full of danger, “I advise you to mind your own business!”

Perhaps.

At first, his pursuit of Viola was just out of a desire to conquer.

But now.

He felt he had truly fallen in love with Viola.

The feeling was very strange.

“Brother, that slut, Viola…”

Slap.

Before Nako Garcia could finish her sentence, she got a slap on the face.

Nako Garcia was stunned.

She had not even reacted to what had happened.

She just felt a buzzing in her ears and a burning on her face.

Painful numbness.

After a long while, Nako Garcia came to her senses and looked at Visha Garcia, “Brother, you hit me?”

Even though Visha Garcia has a bad temper.

And ruthless means.

But as a brother, Visha Garcia had never laid a hand on her.

But today.

Visha Garcia actually hit her for an outsider.

He hit her!

“Yes, it was you who got hit!” Visha Garcia continued: “If I ever hear you disrespect Viola again, don’t blame me for ignoring our sibling ties!”

Nako Garcia looked at Visha Garcia, her eyes turning red instantly.

Tears rolling down.

After saying this, Visha Garcia turned around and left.

**

After five hours of flying, the plane finally arrived at Capital City Airport.

Mary Perryne and Sawyer Thompson were waiting at the arrival gate.

“Viola!”

“Mom, Dad.” Miss Thompson, always composed, couldn’t help but run over with her luggage at the sight of her parents.

They embraced as a family.

Even though it’s only been over a month since they last met, Sawyer Thompson and Mary Perryne felt as if they hadn’t seen their daughter for years.

“Viola, how come you’ve lost weight?” Mary Perryne’s eyes turned a bit red, “Had I known, I would not have let you choose a school so far away.”