Autumn Johnson must think William Guillen wanted to refuse her, so he did such a heartless thing to make her completely give up.
Thomas Shannon stole a kiss from her red lips, "What else can we do? She’s already broken down, she’s been having counseling sessions with a psychologist recently."
Sophie Sullivan fell into deep thought, how could she not break down after such a shock...
For Autumn Johnson, perhaps William Guillen’s involvement in this affair was the most devastating blow.
Arriving at the guest hotel, Sophie Sullivan went to the great hall, and the Lobby Manager immediately greeted her apologetically, "We’re very sorry, it’s a negligence on the part of our management staff, your booked room is unavailable. To express our apologies, we are willing to provide appropriate compensation."
Sophie Sullivan looked at the Lobby Manager in surprise, then shifted her gaze to Thomas Shannon.
That scrutinizing gaze conveyed everything.
"Little Treasure, don’t look at me like that, I don’t know anything." Thomas Shannon wrapped an arm around her soft waist, chuckling lightly, his handsome face becoming more aristocratic and imposing.
Those cold eyes, black and profound, carried a lethal attraction.
"Was it you?" Sophie Sullivan grabbed his shirt collar, disregarding the fact that they were in public.
Thomas Shannon didn’t get angry, he merely lowered his head, his deep eyes focused intensely on her, "I’ve been chatting with you all along, where would I find the time to do such things?"
"Even if you haven’t done it, it doesn’t mean your people haven’t."
Thomas Shannon slightly helplessly rubbed his forehead, "Fennie, if you’re going to accuse me like this, I have nothing to say."
Well said, nothing to say!
Scheming man!
Sophie Sullivan turned and walked away in anger, "Derek, we’re switching hotels."
"Yes, Miss Cecilia Branford."
Thomas Shannon formed a fist with his hand, resting it against the tip of his nose, and chuckled, watching her angry figure leave, he inexplicably found it somewhat adorable.
Angry Fennie is indeed very cute.
After several attempts, not a single hotel had an available guest room, they were all politely turned away.
Thomas Shannon stepped forward in time, spread his arms and embraced Sophie Sullivan, "Fennie, come home with me."
"Thomas Shannon, you’re despicable!"
Thomas Shannon smiled but said nothing, his thin lips brushed a kiss on her smooth, full forehead, "Let’s go home, hmm?"
Today was the day Raina Bell and Mrs. Shannon along with James Shannon formally met.
Her guess was correct, she and Cheryl Chew did indeed have a relation, now it’s confirmed that they are sisters, Mrs. Shannon likely won’t ignore her.
If Cheryl Chew could be Miss Fit, she surely could become Mrs. Shannon’s goddaughter.
Early in the morning, a servant came to her bedroom to assist with washing up and dressing. Due to being tormented for a long time, her skin condition had deteriorated to its worst.
The servant provided her with a SPA treatment and skin care, only finishing after ten o’clock.
Looking at herself in the mirror, Raina Bell was moved to tears.
She had been waiting so long, finally, this day had arrived.
All of her suffering was not in vain, she had waited for today.
Sitting in a wheelchair, a servant personally pushed her to the castle, Raina Bell placed both hands on her knee.
From below the knee downwards, her calves had lost all sensation.
All of this was thanks to Sophie Sullivan, and now, her status had changed, she was determined to make her pay!
Sophie Sullivan reluctantly returned to the manor with Thomas Shannon, she initially planned to visit Autumn Johnson, but was coaxed and half-forcefully persuaded back by Thomas Shannon.