Substitute Marriage: Reborn As The Top Big-Shot

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Uncle Thompson, the gardener on the side, looked up at the apple tree, “Young Master, look at the tree.”

Look at the tree?

When Mandel Thompson looked up, he saw a familiar figure sitting on the tree trunk, their feet swinging in the air.

So carefree.

Is that Viola Thompson?

At that moment, Viola looked down and waved to Mandel, greeted him with a smile, “Good morning, brother.”

Mr. White also looked up.

Viola greeted politely.

“Good morning, uncle.”

Mr. White, remaining calm, looked at Viola sitting in the tree and said with a smile, “Good morning.”

Mandel was stunned, he’d never noticed before that Viola could climb trees. “Kid sister, how did you climb so high? What if you fall! Come down now!”

Mandel had a fear of heights, and just seeing Viola sitting on the tree made him feel faint. He never expected Viola to be so daring.

“It’s fine, big brother, I know what I’m doing.” Viola looked totally unconcerned.

“You come down first!” Mandel massaged his temples.

“Alright.”

Viola pocketed two apples she had picked, then started climbing down. After a while, possibly finding it too tedious to climb down slowly, she stood on the trunk and made a laced jump to the ground.

Mandel barely had time to stop her before Viola had already landed.

“Are you alright?” Mandel inhaled sharply, alarmed; he quickly went over to see if Viola had been injured.

“It’s nothing.” Viola looked relaxed and offered an apple to Mandel, “Try this apple, brother. It’s really tasty.”

“You!” Mandel accepted the apple, looking distressed, “You just jumped from so high, what if you broke a leg?”

Viola laughed, “Brother, I’m not made of paper, I’m not that fragile.”

Then she gave Mr. White an apple, “Uncle, you try one too.”

“Alright.” Mr. White accepted the apple. “Thank you.”

“You’re welcome.”

“Wait, what did you just call him?” Mandel asked Viola.

“Uncle.” said Viola.

She was following Flora Tiarks’s lead; Diana Hershey, Fiona Knight, and Rachel Barton also called him that.

Mandel smiled and said, “Mr. White isn’t that old. You should follow my lead and call him Marcus.”

After all, he and Mr. White were good friends. If Viola called Mr. White ‘uncle’, wouldn’t that make him Mr. White’s junior?

“Alright.” Viola agreed, turning to Mr. White. “Marcus, try an apple. They’re fantastic.”

As she spoke, Viola picked up an apple, rubbed it on her clothes, and took a bite.

Crunch.

Mr. White’s eyes widened.

That apple wasn’t washed. Is it really okay to eat it like this?

Before Mr. White had time to react, Mandel did the same thing Viola did and began to eat the apple without washing it first.

“It’s fine.” He murmured between bites, staring at Mr. White. “What doesn’t kill us makes us stronger.”

Mr. White’s eyes were wide as saucers.

When did Mandel become like this?

If he remembered correctly, Mandel was a germaphobe.

No wonder everyone says Mandel is overly indulgent with his sister.

It’s terrifying!

But soon…

Mr. White wiped his own apple on his clothes, following the siblings’ example, and started eating.

“This apple is really tasty. It’s sour and sweet…”

He finished his sentence before realizing that his apple wasn’t washed either.

Oh no!

These two are truly terrifying siblings. He was unwittingly influenced by them.

“Woof!”

At that moment, Bread suddenly gave a pitiful whimper at Viola.

Viola understood immediately and took an apple out of her pocket to give to Bread.

Bread grabbed the apple right away.

His mouth was so big, he practically inhaled it in one bite. Once he finished, he looked at Viola expectantly and she handed him another apple.

Mr. White was dumbfounded. How many apples does Viola have in her pocket?

She seemed like Doraemon, inexhaustible.

No matter how much she put into her pocket, it never seemed full.

When they reached the living room, Viola looked at Mandel. “Brother, I’m going to take a shower. I’m sweaty from my run.”

Mandel nodded slightly, “After you shower, come down quickly for breakfast.”

“Mm.”

Viola went to her room and took a quick shower.

Half an hour later, she arrived in the dining room.

Mr. White was naturally there as well.

Mary Perryne greeted her with a smile, “Viola is here, sit down and eat.”

“Okay.” Viola walked over and sat down next to Mary.