Eleanor Armstrong took out a selfie with Viola Thompson from her phone to show to Eunice, "Sister, take a look, this is Viola, what do you think, isn't she beautiful?"
"Beautiful," Eunice nodded.
On the phone screen, the girl's bright eyes and pearly teeth were so stunning that one would want to assign all the wonderful adjectives in the world to her.
But then Eunice thought, with technology so advanced nowadays, and the beauty filter so powerful, maybe the girl's look was beautified?
It wouldn't be strange if this photo was misleading.
However, these suspicions were naturally something Eunice wouldn't express in front of Eleanor Armstrong, no matter what, Viola was the future daughter-in-law Eleanor was most proud of.
Eleanor continued, "We, the Lentz Clan, must have smoke rising from our ancestral grave, otherwise Terrence would never have been able to find such a good bride!"
Eunice laughed, "The Lentz Clan's ancestral grave really is blessed!"
