"Oh? Is that what she said to you?" Joseph Lancaster raised an eyebrow, his hand clasping Violet Zimmerman's palm under the obstruction of the front seat.
"She didn't say it, but pretty much!" Violet Zimmerman turned back to look at the dissatisfaction in front, roughly explaining Sophia Hamilton's reaction.
Joseph Lancaster gently stroked the back of Violet Zimmerman's hand with his thumb, also turning forward, the driver's eyes found nothing unusual in their interaction.
After she finished venting her complaints, he laughed and said, "In my opinion, the child is quite good, has backbone and is not weak. If you had her character back then, you wouldn't have been bullied..."
"How can it be the same? Different times, different ways of handling things." Violet Zimmerman absolutely refused to admit that she was weak, existing under such circumstances back then, she could only suffer silently.
