Cheryl Chew turned and ran, sprinting a distance away, then suddenly stopped in her tracks, turned her head to look at her, "What do you want to eat? I’ll bring it to you?"
Half an hour later, Cheryl Chew brought quite a bit of food.
Since Raina Bell was tied to the trunk, Cheryl Chew had no choice but to feed her personally. Raina Bell wasn’t going to miss this opportunity. After filling her stomach, she started the conversation.
"I know you share the same suspicion as I do. You can pull a strand of my hair and test the DNA to see if there’s really a relation between us."
These words resonated with Cheryl Chew.
She vaguely remembered having an elder sister from her childhood memories...
But, due to the passage of time and those being only vague and uncertain childhood memories, she didn’t dare to draw conclusions hastily.
Therefore, Raina Bell’s words quickly got her response.
Raina Bell knew Cheryl Chew couldn’t linger here for long, or it would draw others’ attention.
After saying what she wanted, having Cheryl Chew pull her hair, she urged her to leave quickly.
Leaving the forest, Cheryl Chew returned to the castle in a daze.
Along the way, she pondered a lot. Regardless, she had to first confirm whether Raina Bell was truly related to her or not.
If not, she would do her best to save her.
If she was, she would ask Mrs. Shannon for help.
......
Country F.
Sophie Sullivan spent three days using a forceful approach and style to completely overhaul all the servants inside the castle.
Thomas Shannon naturally lingered, and Sophie Sullivan’s bedroom had already been altered beyond recognition by Isabel.
She had someone restore the bedroom, and before it was back to the original state, she slept in the guest room.
This time, it was on her territory.
No matter how much Thomas Shannon threatened and tempted, she just wouldn’t let Gaby leave.
Gaby was used to sleeping at her bedside, and in Country A, she had to succumb under his tyrannical power.
But not now, not when they’re in Country F, on her territory, where she had the final say.
He could only obediently listen.
That night.
Thomas Shannon came again to the doorway of Sophie Sullivan’s bedroom, attempting to open the bedroom door. After fiddling with the door handle for a while, he found it had already been locked from the inside.
This scheming fellow.
Thomas Shannon raised his hand to rub his forehead, resigning himself to knocking, "Fennie, open the door."
Sophie had just come out from the bath chamber, and Gaby was waiting at the entrance. Seeing her come out, he immediately got up and followed.
As the knocking sound echoed, Thomas Shannon’s voice soon followed.
Sophie chuckled softly and called out in the direction of the door, "Your bedroom is downstairs, take care on your way!"
Standing just a door away outside, Thomas Shannon was so furious upon hearing her words that his heart and lungs ached.
Good for you, Sophie!
Arranging his bedroom downstairs, while she, on the other hand, lived on the same floor as Lucifer.
What was she planning?
"Fennie, be good, open the door."
"No!" Sophie replied irritably, "Thomas Shannon, can you stop bothering me? If Gaby didn’t eat enough dinner, if you keep pestering, Gaby will go out."
Ha, truly the tables have turned.
Now it’s her turn to threaten him.
Good job, truly good job.
"Fennie, I’ll say it again, open the door."
"I’ll say it again too, if you keep annoying me, I’ll take it that you don’t want to live here anymore."
Thomas Shannon: "..."
Fine then, she’s even learned this trick.
Thomas Shannon rubbed his chin, truly he couldn’t underestimate her.