She used to be a bit sassy too.
But never this lively.
She never had so much time to chat with her.
Viola Thompson was always busy.
Wishing she could spend all 24 hours of the day in the laboratory.
The woman she is now.
Seems more human, more vibrant.
Viola Thompson looked back slightly, "This is the experience of coming back to life, bitch, I almost didn't make it to see you again."
It was close. Too close.
Her voice was light with no emotion, yet somehow it made people feel sad.
Bella Windham hugged Viola tightly, with a hint of redness in her eyes, "You old fox."
This was a hug transcending life itself.
"Master, Mrs. Windham, the milk tea is ready!"
Nathaniel Besian, who walked in with the milk tea, paused slightly when he saw this scene.
Uh…
Did he come in at the wrong time?
The next second, Nathaniel Besian turned to leave.
"Hold on."
Bella Windham suddenly spoke up.
"We're not doing anything inappropriate, why are you running away?"