He held his forehead with one hand, laughing low and deep, "My bad, I shouldn’t have been harsh with you. When do you want to go back, hmm?"
Sophie Sullivan looked at him suspiciously, this attitude... is such a big contrast, isn’t it?
Is he really welcoming her, or is he setting a trap for her?
Her suspicious look made Thomas Shannon a bit embarrassed, and he couldn’t help but reach out, pinching her cheek, "What are you thinking, hmm?"
"Aren’t you afraid I’ll go back and bully that younger sister?" Sophie glanced at him, she calls him Brother Shannon.
Unlike her, who always calls him Thomas Shannon.
Since she’s his sister, they must have grown up together as childhood sweethearts?
He even disliked her Lucifer, doesn’t he have a good younger sister?
"Would you?" Thomas Shannon pinched her cheek, asking with a light laugh.
Sophie snorted, "That’s possible, after all, I have a bad temper..."
"Cheryl has a very good temper, she’s very timid and won’t make you angry."
"Tsk tsk."
She hadn’t even gone there, and he’s already biased.
"What, you have opinions?" Thomas Shannon, seeing her with a belly full of mischief, couldn’t resist lightly biting her cheek, "Co on, what scheming thought are you up to now."
"Who’s scheming, your sister is the timid one, it’s just , it’s just Sophie Sullivan who has a wicked mind, isn’t it?"
She got irritated saying this, pushing him away, "What are you hugging for, I want to get up now."
"Give a kiss."
"No kiss, I dislike you." Sophie ruthlessly pushed him away, jumped out of bed, and went into the restroom.
Thomas Shannon held his forehead with one hand, chuckling, "Fennie is getting jealous... how can she be so adorable..."
Perhaps because Thomas Shannon’s mood was good, today he allowed her to go downstairs and have breakfast.
It was rare to step out of the bedroom, Sophie was simply curious to death about everything around her.
Constantly looking around made her appear sowhat sneaky, Thomas Shannon turned her curious head back, looking at the food in front, "Have breakfast, aren’t you going back?"
"Oh." Sophie propped her cheek with one hand, and stirred the porridge with a spoon with the other hand to release the heat, "Thomas Shannon, how can you co in here?"
This is a Military Base, how can an arms dealer co and go freely?
Thomas Shannon didn’t even lift his head, "I have privileges."
Sophie: "..."
Listening to his words made her previous question seem like she was a fool.
She snorted and lowered her head, starting to drink the porridge.
No matter, as long as she can leave here, even being considered a fool doesn’t matter.
Back at the manor, her chances of escaping will increase significantly.
After breakfast, the group boarded the helicopter, leaving the Military Base.
Sophie pressed down the excitent in her heart, leaning against Thomas Shannon’s embrace, appearing like a little bird relying on soone, extrely obedient.
Thomas Shannon lowered his head, planting a kiss on her forehead, "What are you thinking about?"
"Wondering what kind of person your sister is."
Still thinking about Cheryl Chew?
Thomas Shannon shook his head helplessly, "Cheryl is really timid and quite insecure, there’s nothing remarkable."
"It’s not up to you, I have to see for myself." Sophie lifted her hand, covering his thin lips, murmuring, "Don’t speak anymore, I’m tired."
Then, she leaned into his embrace, closing her eyes.
If she continued talking, she’s afraid she might reveal her excited feelings.
......
Imperial City, Shannons’ Manor.
The butler, upon knowing the Young Master was coming back, led the servants early to stand by.
Seeing the black Lincoln convoy approaching gradually, the butler excitedly stepped down the stairs.
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