393: Is it really Mr. Xianting? _1

At this moment, Mrs. Price was completely stunned.

Standing there, almost petrified.

The left side of her face was hot and swollen.

She didn't understand why her husband was being so respectful to Viola Thompson.

Amos Price was also panicking at this point.

He never expected that the 'little sparrow' in Mrs. Price's words was Viola Thompson!

What to do now?

Sweating profusely, Amos stared at Mrs. Price and shouted, "Apologize to Miss Thompson right now!"

Miss Thompson!

Mrs. Price found it hard to believe her own ears.

The Miss Thompson her husband referred to...

Was he referring to Viola Thompson?

No!

Impossible!

The bratty girl standing in front of her, how does she qualify as Miss Thompson?

Mrs. Price looked over to Amos, a little slow to react.

"Are you deaf?" Amos was nearly driven mad by this stupid woman, "I told you to apologize!"

Mrs. Price swallowed.