Thomas Shannon chuckled as he picked up the phone, "What can I do for you, Mr. Shannon?"
Ignoring his teasing, Jas Shannon got straight to the point, "Did your mother tell you what she just said?"
"Yeah."
"At Friday’s auction, at any cost, bid for your mother’s painting and send it back to ." Jas Shannon commanded him imperiously.
Jas Shannon’s possessiveness was evident, and the reason Mrs. Shannon’s paintings were priceless was entirely his doing.
He had collected all his wife’s artworks, making them hard to co by regardless of wealth.
This ti was no exception. Jas Shannon wanted to accompany Mrs. Shannon, so naturally, he couldn’t attend the auction.
Since Mrs. Shannon was sending their son instead, Jas Shannon had no choice but to send him to bid.
He wouldn’t let his wife’s paintings end up in soone else’s hands.
Thomas Shannon hesitated for a mont, seeming troubled, "Father, bidding is no problem, but the funds..."
"Thomas Shannon, are you seriously talking to about money?"
The entire K Group is his, yet he still dares to talk about money. How cheeky!
"Mr. Shannon, mind your language, or Mrs. Shannon will be upset."
"Unfilial son!"
"So about the fund issue...?"
"Granted!"
Thomas Shannon confidently promised, "Father, rest assured, I will definitely get mother’s painting and send it back to you."
Beep beep beep...
On the other end, Jas Shannon hung up the phone, not wanting to say another word to him.
After waking up from a nap, Sophie Sullivan’s dizziness and nausea had disappeared.
Hearing the sound of typing on a keyboard, she gradually sat up and saw Thomas Shannon sitting on the sofa, a laptop on his lap.
Out of the corner of his eye, he saw her sitting up. Looking up from replying to emails, Thomas Shannon glanced at her, "Awake?"
"What are you doing here?" Sophie Sullivan asked, her whole body feeling weak as she lifted the silk quilt and got out of bed.
Thomas Shannon closed the laptop, poured her a cup of water, "Drink so water first. I have sothing to tell you."
Sitting down beside him, Sophie took the water, sipped a couple of tis, her voice soft, "What is it?"
"You’ve been on the island for so many days, feeling bored, right? Let’s go out for a break on Friday?"
Sophie squinted her eyes suspiciously at him, "Thomas Shannon, is it really just as simple as taking out for a break?"
She felt he was up to sothing again...
Thomas Shannon’s sexy thin lips hooked into a playful smile. She really was sharp. He extended a long arm, pulling her body into his embrace, letting her sit on his lap.
One hand pinched her delicate chin, as his thin lips covered hers, licking away the water droplets on her red lips.
"There’s a charity auction on Friday, and I need a female companion."
"I’m not going." Sophie replied slowly, refusing him.
Thomas Shannon’s eye color darkened, and he slowly lifted his head, looking at her lazy expression, "Give a reason."
"I don’t want to move..."
"What if I say you must go with ?" Thomas Shannon pinched the soft flesh on her waist, trying to win over the future mother-in-law depended on Friday.
How dare she refuse!
"I refuse."
"Refusal is not an option."
"Refuse, refuse!"
Suddenly lifted into the air, Sophie was startled, gasping as she instinctively wrapped her arms around his neck.
Thomas Shannon carried her and threw her onto the bed, his hard body pressing down swiftly. He devilishly threatened, "You still have a chance to regret, tell , are you going or not?"
Sophie pressed the corner of her mouth together, standing firm in her refusal.
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