Thomas Shannon lay Sophie Sullivan down comfortably, then stood up and walked to the bedroom door, where the female tattoo artist was waiting.
"Co in."
Upon hearing the man’s cold and deep voice, the female tattoo artist imdiately nodded in agreent.
Mrs. Shannon had an exceptional talent in painting, and Thomas Shannon inherited so artistic genes too.
The tattoo design that he ca up with overnight was simply the initial letter of a na, yet he designed it with a unique aesthetic.
The female tattoo artist began her preparations; she pulled down Sophie Sullivan’s sleep gown, revealing the area over her heart.
She started disinfecting the tattoo area, preparing for the upcoming tattoo work.
Thomas Shannon sat beside and watched, as he personally saw the exclusive mark he wanted gradually appear on Sophie Sullivan’s fair skin.
Once Sophie Sullivan’s tattoo was finished, he returned to the guest room where the male tattoo artist tattooed the initial of Sophie Sullivan’s na on the sa part for him.
......
In the afternoon, Sophie Sullivan woke up, shocked by the stabbing sensation in her chest.
She sat up, hastily pulled down her sleep gown, and upon seeing the exquisite and petite tattoo on her chest, she was furious.
"Thomas Shannon!"
She angrily rushed to the guest room to confront Thomas Shannon, only to find the guest room empty.
Where is he?
She ran down the stairs, angrily calling a servant, "Where’s Thomas Shannon?"
"Miss Cecilia Branford, Young Master Shannon left by noon today. You were resting, so no one dared to disturb you." The servant said shakily.
"Left?" Sophie Sullivan snorted coldly, "He fled quite fast!"
After saying this, Sophie Sullivan lifted her hand to cover her heart; it pained her to death.
Thomas Shannon, that bastard, dared to actually tattoo sothing on her; when she sees him, she will peel his skin off.
The bullied Miss Cecilia Branford was very angry, smashing everything in the living room, leaving it in chaos, before furiously returning to the bedroom.
The servants imdiately started cleaning up; the butler called Lucifer to inform him that this morning, Lucifer had already set off back to France.
He received the ssage that the imposter was going to try on a wedding dress today, which was custom-designed by a top luxury brand designer and crafted by over five hundred artisans in three hundred hours.
The focus wasn’t on trying the wedding dress, but on the imposter planning to register for marriage first and then hold the wedding.
In this way, even if the wedding can’t be held later, she would legally be Liam Donald’s wife.
Lucifer didn’t tell Cecilia Branford, he flew straight back to Country F to handle the matter.
He must entangle Liam Donald, not allow him to be taken by the imposter.
It’s good that Cecilia Branford hasn’t recovered her mory yet, but if she does, Lucifer can’t play little tricks anymore; he must prioritize her benefits in every situation.
Lucifer was greatly surprised upon receiving the butler’s phone call, "You said Cecilia Branford knows Thomas Shannon left, and angrily smashed everything in the living room?"
"Yes, Your Highness, Miss Cecilia Branford seed very angry."
Lucifer felt a bit unsettled inside; could it be that Cecilia Branford was angry because Thomas Shannon left?
"Understood. You guys serve her carefully; don’t do anything that displeases Cecilia Branford. Also, prepare food that she likes for dinner, alright?"
The butler replied respectfully, "Okay, I’ll instruct the kitchen to prepare dinner according to Miss Cecilia Branford’s preferences, Your Highness, don’t worry."
After hanging up the phone, Lucifer worriedly rubbed his forehead, "What am I supposed to do with you, my Cecilia Branford."
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