As soon as Sophie Sullivan got out of the car, she felt a scorching gaze fixating on her, making her scalp tingle.
She lifted her head and, as expected, saw the handsome and cold man not far away, staring at her intensely.
With those cold eyes like an icy pool, full of killing intent, as if she had committed some unforgivable crime.
Young Master Lucifer snorted coldly; no matter how much he calculated, something slipped through.
Thomas Shannon, this guy, is not someone who plays by the rules. Who knows how he got the idea not to stubbornly guard the manor entrance.
And surprisingly, he arrived at the Onassis Old Castle ahead of them.
At this very moment, Young Master Lucifer had countless curses rush through his heart, desperately wanting to pin this shameless man on the ground and give him a good beating.
Preferably to beat him black and blue, so he could no longer saunter around in front of Cecilia Branford.
"Young Master Lucifer, Miss Cecilia!" the bodyguard shouted excitedly.
Sophie glanced at the scene in front of her and recalled what Leo had said in the car just now, her brain had already sorted out the general situation.
Thomas Shannon’s imposing air was clearly here to stir up trouble.
A row of cars lined up, boldly blocking in front of the gate.
What is he trying to do?
Acting entirely in the manner of a domineering madman.
Sophie broke free from Young Master Lucifer’s hand, and walked forward aggressively towards Thomas Shannon to reason with him, but before she could approach him, the man took three steps in one stride and with long meteor strides, came before her and unceremoniously pulled her into his embrace in public.
"Thomas Shannon, you..." Sophie Sullivan worried about the little yellow duck in her hand, shouted angrily.
The man in a rage did not care, he pulled her tight into his embrace, his deep voice imbued with a sinister anger, "Sophie Sullivan, did you forget what I said last night?"
She had agreed to bring him home, and now she was desperately trying to shake him off, just to bring Young Master Lucifer home.
Good!
Very good!
This female swindler!
"Didn’t forget... Thomas Shannon, could you let go of me, you’re crushing my duck." Sophie managed to squeeze out a complete sentence.
Thomas Shannon heard her, and hesitated for a moment before gradually letting her go, half-believing, Sophie immediately cradled the almost squashed little yellow duck in her palm.
Poor little yellow duck, first scared half to death by Gaby, and then almost suffocated due to Thomas Shannon’s abuse.
At this moment, it was feebly lying in Sophie’s palm.
"What is this thing?" Thomas Shannon’s bright brow furrowed deeply.
"Little yellow duck." Sophie lifted her eyelids, seriously lied without blushing or skipping a beat, "This is a small gift I prepared for you, see, you almost crushed it to death."
"..." This gift was not something he wanted.
"Here, take it."
Thomas Shannon’s face turned gloomy, he gazed at her with a complex expression, "Sophie Sullivan, are you teasing me?"
Giving him a duck, what is she trying to express?
"Stop talking nonsense, I’ve given it to you, just take it, don’t be polite."
No matter if he liked it or not, Sophie forcefully shoved the little yellow duck into his palm, and did not forget to admonish, "Don’t kill it, or we’re not done!"
Thomas Shannon: "..."
Throwing a fit, aren’t you?
Young Master Lucifer watched jealously and angrily from the side, clearly it was the gift he gave to her, yet she turned and gifted it to Thomas Shannon.
That’s truly borrowing a flower to offer to Buddha.
Young Master Lucifer was very upset, his facial color extremely poor.
"Cecilia Branford." Young Master Lucifer called out expressionlessly.