In the end, it’s her own holand, Sophie Sullivan likes Country F, likes the architecture here, likes the food here.
There is a familiarity and closeness with Country F that cos from her bones.
Originally planned to leave after two days, but because Sophie was unwilling to go, the schedule kept getting delayed.
At lunch ti, Lucifer wanted to take her to her previously favorite restaurant for a al.
They arrived at the restaurant, but their vehicle was stopped by the restaurant’s security personnel, not allowed to park, and asked them to leave imdiately.
Because he didn’t want to attract attention, the Maybach Lucifer was riding didn’t have Duke Charles’ emblem.
The guards were negotiating, trying to understand the situation.
The security personnel spoke harshly, "The restaurant has already been cleared out, today the restaurant is only serving Miss Cecilia Branford."
Sitting in the back seat, Sophie happened to hear this sentence, her whole body stiffened, Miss Cecilia Branford...
At this mont, a black Rolls-Royce convoy with the Onassis Family emblem brazenly drove in.
The car doors opened simultaneously, bodyguards in uniform got out of the car respectfully, opened the car door, and a woman slowly stepped out.
Sophie stared intensely, her hands on her knees unconsciously clenched tightly.
She saw the Restaurant Manager leading the staff, standing at the doorway, bowing respectfully at ninety degrees to welco, "Welco, Miss Cecilia Branford."
Cecilia Branford arrogantly raised her chin, her eyebrows slightly furrowed, she took a look around, seeing the vehicle that did not belong to the Onassis Family parked in front of the restaurant, feeling insulted.
"What is that?" Cecilia’s slender finger pointed at the three cars where Lucifer Thomas Shannon and Sophie Sullivan were.
The car windows were covered with black explosion-proof film, from outside nothing inside could be seen.
The Restaurant Manager looked in the direction of Cecilia’s finger, trembling with fear, "Apologies, Miss Cecilia, it was a negligence in our work. We will imdiately drive them away."
Cecilia hooked the corner of her mouth, glanced contemptuously, snorted coldly, then under the entourage of bodyguards and manager, like a proud queen surrounded by stars, stepped into the restaurant.
Sophie felt her blood boiling, the beast hidden in so dark corner of her heart, was ready to break free.
She clenched her fists, so tightly that her joints turned white.
She pushed the door open with one hand, ready to get out of the car.
Thomas Shannon quickly pulled her back, closed the car door, lowered his voice, "Sophie, calm down."
"Thomas Shannon, let go of !" Sophie’s eyes were bloodshot, filled with terrifying streaks of blood, "I want to kill her!"
It’s her...
It’s that person who took everything from her.
Ruined her voice, her face, and made her lose her mory.
Her enemy right in front of her, flaunting her power, yet she could only hide in the car, watching her through the car window.
She wants to kill her.
Kill her!
Once the thought of murder surged, it could no longer be contained, Sophie struggled hard, her strength astonishing.
The potential within her, at this mont, all exploded out.
Thomas Shannon tightly encircled her in his embrace, his handso face bore several scars from her fingernails, "Sophie, calm down!"
Lucifer turned around, worriedly looking at the frantic Sophie: "Cecilia, calm down, now is not the ti for impulsiveness."
Thwack!
In the struggle, Sophie slapped Thomas Shannon hard across the face.
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