“Uncle Edison, Auntie Arie.”


    Louis wrapped his arms around Violet and said hello to both of them.


    Violet followed Louis and said hello and told the two kids to call out.


    Edison stared nkly at Violet, the slightest hint of emotion welling up in her eyes.


    “Louis, this is your wife?”


    “Yes, he’s my wife Violet.”


    Louis’ eyes moved slightly and he quickly noticed Edison’s abnormality.


    Edison looked at Violet as if she was nostalgic for an old friend.All text ? N?velD(r)a''ma.Org.


    “Violet, if I may take the liberty of asking, your mother is”


    Edison asked, looking at Violet.


    She looks too much like the one in her memory.


    Herst name is also Fang.


    Could it be her daughter?


    “My mom is Amalia.”


    Violet looked straight at Edison and returned the question.


    Edison looks like this, so she should know her mother well, right?


    Then he and she


    “You really are Amalia’s daughter?”


    A hint of excitement shed through Edison’s tone.


    Amalia.


    Called somewhat affectionately.


    Violet moved her lips to ask something.


    Only when her eyes fell on Arie, who was on the side, and she saw her face was hard, she still pressed her mind.


    It shouldn’t be appropriate to ask about your own mother in front of Auntie Arie.


    “David, you take Louis and the family.”


    Arie kept herposure and barked amand at David.


    David nced around, sensing that the atmosphere was not quite right, nodded, and led Louis a few people inside.


    When he got a little way out, he couldn’t help but say, “Violet, did my father know your mother?”


    And also the rtionship is very shallow look.


    Violet pursed her lips, “I’m not sure, I’ll have to ask Uncle Edison himself.”


    Brooklyn’s mother had told her that her own mother was Edison’s royal makeup artist.


    Then between the two of them


    “Louis, you guys have a drink and just hang out while I go greet the guests.”


    David had no time for this at the moment, and saw another wave of guestsing in, so he was ready to receive them.


    “Go ahead.”


    Louis responded by getting a ss of warm water for Violet and juice for the two kids.


    Violet took it, looked around, and saw Nancy not far away.


    At this moment, Nancy is wearing delicate makeup, wearing thetest fancy dress, and a group of celebrities anddies are chatting enthusiastically.


    This look is rather like a hostess.


    Violet hooked her lips and her eyes shifted to the side to see Alisha and Mrs. Bergen, Penny.


    Thinking about her mother’s death, Violet looked at Alisha a few degrees colder.


    Whether Alisha killed her mother or not, she will find out!


    Not far away, Alisha and Penny likewise saw the Louis family of four.


    Alisha’s heart tightened and she subconsciously nced at Edison, something crossing her eyes.


    Penny on the side came to her ear, “Alisha, you see Edison seems to keep looking at that Violet, does he have his eye on her?”


    Edison has his eye on Violet?


    Alisha’s eyes rolled up and she snorted, “Who knows! Men, they all like the old cow to eat the young grass.”


    “Ha, also yes, after all, Edison was once a popr movie star, which can not be phndering.”