Sami Johnson?

Why was he at the mall too?

Violet blinked and looked in his direction.

There was a woman with him.

But with his back to her, he couldn't see the man's face.

The two said a few words, and the woman waved to him and headed for the security channel.

Sami watched her walk away and then turned around to meet Violet.

The same surprise flashed in his eyes as he took a big step over to greet her.

"Sister-in-law."

Violet smiled and nodded, "Sami, are you shopping with your girlfriend?"

Hearing this, Sami hastily denied, "No, the person I just met is a sister in college, and I left each other's contact information."

So that's it.

Violet laughed when she thought of the first time she met Sami: "Sami, I met you in Crotosi City before, and I mistook you for your big brother, which was fun to think about." Violet told Sami about what happened before.

Sami had an incredulous look on her face, "There's actually such a thing?"

"Yeah, it's amazing how things work in the world."

"So, in fact, big brother knew about my existence a long time ago?" Sami asked.

"I guess." Violet smiled.

Josie on the side looked at Sami and quipped, "Uncle Johnson's genes are really strong, and both big brother and younger brother look so handsome."

"Thank you for the compliment."

Sami said thank you.

Violet looked around and asked, "Sami, are you here to buy something?"

Sami shook her head, "No, don't I have to report to the group in a couple of days? So I just came out to take a stroll and do some research, so I can also make sure I have a good idea." He's quite dedicated!

Violet gave Sami a thumbs up with a flash of surprise in her eyes.

Sami was a little embarrassed, and seeing the two of them carrying big bags, she said, "Sister-in-law, it's not a big deal for me anyway, so why don't I carry your stuff for you?" "How embarrassing is that?"

"There's nothing to be ashamed of, bring it on."

Sami took what Violet was holding without saying anything.

Violet curled her lips and looked up to Sami a few more points.

In the corner, the woman peeked out slightly and watched the scene, her eyes bursting full of cold light.

Amy went to do acupuncture for Xu's mother in Brooklyn's car.

On the way, the car was silent.

Amy glances at Brooklyn from time to time, a glint of doubt in her eyes.

Strange, usually Brooklyn has always treated himself like a spring.

But today's Brooklyn was indifferent to her and had a cold attitude.

She didn't seem to have offended him anywhere, did she?

Amy's mind was spinning and she didn't say a word, looking at the scenery on the way to the Scott Family's villa.

Getting out of the car, Amy followed Brooklyn into the villa.

In front of the villa was a lawn, and the two walked forward one after the other along a winding path.

While walking to the door of the villa, Amy coldly stepped on a stone.

She stumbled and lunged forward.

It's not a mistake to pounce on Brooklyn's back.

Brooklyn's body stiffened and stood still.

Amy is about to die of embarrassment.

She stood up straight in a hurry and smiled dryly toward Brooklyn, "Sorry, I stepped on a stone."

Brooklyn looked at her twice, coldly curled his lips and reached out to straighten his not-so-messy clothes.

Those eyes were full of mockery and sarcasm.

What does he mean?

Does it feel like she's jumping on him on purpose?

"Brooklyn, Amy, you're here."

Blossom Phillips happened to open the cottage door with the kettle of burning flowers in her hand.

Amy swallowed the words she was about to ask Brooklyn and greeted Blossom with a smile.

"Hello Auntie."

"Good, come in and sit down."

Blossom warmly welcomed Amy into the door, "Amy, fortunately I met you, I feel much better these two days, my body is full of energy, and even my food feels better." Amy smiled, "That's good."

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