After breakfast, Sophie Sullivan lay down to rest.
Miraculously, Thomas Shannon didn’t cause her much trouble and left the bedroom.
Thomas Shannon was about to leave with Charlie River when Alia Shaw, who had been sitting on the sofa, stood up. "Thomas, are you going to the company?"
Thomas Shannon walked out without a glance in her direction. Alia Shaw quickly caught up, gently tugging his sleeve. "Can you take with you?"
His cold gaze traveled from her hand, slowly upward, finally settling on her slightly nervous face. "You?"
Biting her lip, Alia Shaw nodded. "Can I go to the company and help you?"
"There’s no need."
"Then, can I go to the company and make coffee for you?"
Thomas Shannon raised his hand and gently pried her fingers from his sleeve. His lips curled into an almost cruel smile. "The company isn’t short of secretaries."
Alia Shaw felt as if her heart were bleeding. Why? Why couldn’t he see her sorrow?
"Charlie, let’s go."
Calling for Charlie River, Thomas Shannon departed quickly.
Alia Shaw chased him out of the castle. Standing on the steps, she watched him hurry down and get into the car.
The Lincoln fleet departed, a display of sheer arrogance.
Alia Shaw watched in a daze, tears unconsciously streaming down her face.
Minimus Hart appeared behind her at so point, a mocking sneer on his face. "Still haven’t given up?"
Alia Shaw wiped her tears, turned, and stared at Minimus Hart, her expression blank. "Minimus Hart, I’ll return those words to you, exactly as you said them. You’re the one who should give up. At least I was once a woman Thomas Shannon loved. And the maniac is the woman who has him now. But you? You’re just a pathetic case of unrequited love, a complete wreck."
The words "a complete wreck" cut Minimus Hart to the quick.
He sneered. "Do you know why the Young Master was in such a rush to get a doctor over here this morning?"
"It certainly wasn’t because of you."
Minimus Hart’s expression chilled. "It’s because the maniac got her period. She has nstrual cramps, that’s why the Young Master was so anxious."
The maniac got her period?
Alia Shaw’s focus, however, wasn’t on Thomas Shannon calling a doctor for the maniac; it was on the fact that the maniac had her period.
That ans she won’t be able to attend to Thomas Shannon for the next few days.
A thoughtful smile touched Alia Shaw’s lips as she departed, lost in thought.
Minimus Hart clenched his fists, a dark glint in his eyes. Alia Shaw, just you wait and see.
Unlike Sophie Sullivan, Alia Shaw was free; she could leave the manor whenever she pleased.
Intent on dressing herself up nicely, Alia Shaw left the manor and went to a shopping center.
She bought herself quite a few new clothes, along with so perfu with a youthful, feminine scent, and lipstick.
As it was still early, she bought so Western-style pastries and took them to the K Group Headquarters Tower.
In the bustling main hall, the receptionist greeted her with a sweet smile and a nod. "Hello, how may I help you?"
Alia Shaw offered a slight smile. "I want to see your President."
"Do you have an appointnt, ma’am?"
"Please inform him that I’m Alia Shaw. Thomas Shannon will see ."
The receptionist smiled and nodded. "Please wait a mont, ma’am. I’ll inform his office."
The call went directly to the President’s Secretary Office. A secretary answered, and the receptionist explained the situation.
There were long-ti employees in the Secretary’s Office who rembered Alia Shaw’s na. So, after so consideration, they decided to make an exception for her this once.
"Ask Miss Shaw to wait a mont, please. I’ll go and inform the President."
"Okay."
The receptionist hung up the phone and said to Alia Shaw, "Please wait a mont, ma’am. The secretary has gone to speak with the President."
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