Capítulo 74: 073: Sense of Crisis

It was then Mary Perryne noticed her wallet was missing. When Viola Thompson handed it to her, she chuckled, "Young lady, thank you."

"Don't mention it." Viola Thompson responded with a gentle smile.

"There aren't many kind-hearted girls like you around these days." Mary Perryne had once lost a necklace, eventually resorting to the police to solve the issue.

Sylvia Thompson was watching Viola Thompson.

Her eyes squinting slightly.

By her estimate, the girl in front of her was sixteen or seventeen years old. She had beautiful bright eyes and white teeth. Even Sylvia Thompson, who had seen many beauties in the entertainment circle, had to admit that this girl was indeed stunning.

Everybody knows that beauty is more than skin deep. And, undoubtedly, this girl's charm was off the charts.

If she were in the entertainment industry, she would surely be a dazzling figure.

This girl is dazzlingly beautiful.

Beautiful enough to make people jealous.