"How do you know what’s in my mind isn’t healthy and positive?"
The man gripped her chin with one hand, forcibly making her face him. "Or is it... you’re thinking about all kinds of nonsense in your head?"
"You... stop slandering !"
"No, I’m just making a logical inference. Generally, people project their own thoughts onto others. aning, if your mind is full of unhealthy things, you’ll assu mine is too."
Thomas Shannon put on an ’I see through you, don’t bother hiding it’ expression.
Sophie Sullivan was so annoyed that she wanted to punch him!
She raised her hand, ready to strike, but before her hit landed, he caught it in midair. "Angry because I hit the nail on the head?"
Sophie Sullivan: "..."
Give her back her pistol; she wanted to blast this shaless fellow!
After a standoff for a while, Thomas Shannon saw that she was extrely angry and finally let go of her hand.
Dusting off his shirt, which didn’t have any actual dust on it, Thomas Shannon stood up. "Get ready, and we’ll go downstairs for dinner later."
The dinner showcased the local cuisine of City T. The food in City T was light and suitable for a patient like Sophie Sullivan.
Thomas Shannon’s phone rang. He took out his mobile phone, glanced at the screen, then looked up at Sophie Sullivan and said indifferently, "You start eating first."
He left the restaurant with his phone in hand.
Charlie River also followed and left.
Sophie Sullivan was happy to be alone. Anyway, he had annoyed her so much today that now, with him out of sight, her mood improved considerably.
Entering the study room, Thomas Shannon answered the phone. "Speak."
"Young Master, George Field has already entered the country. It seems he has found out that you were the one who kidnapped William Field," the man in black reported over the phone.
George Field ca personally?
How courageous.
A smile erged on Thomas Shannon’s face, his eyes layered with a dark energy, like a deathly aura. "Fine, since he’s here, let him see his precious son with his own eyes."
He dared to ambush ; he must be prepared for the consequences of my revenge.
Young Master Shannon always implented collective punishnt for his revenge. George Field had attacked him, so now he had to worry about his beloved son.
Of course, George Field, the culprit, wouldn’t be spared either.
Since he dared to co, Thomas Shannon would make sure to leave a deep impression on him.
"Young Master, William Field is nearly done for. Should we continue?"
Thomas Shannon wondered what kind of expression George Field would have when he saw his son.
He was starting to look forward to it.
His sexy, thin lips parted as he lightly uttered two words: "Continue."
An unseen, chilling, and murderous aura emanated from him.
"Yes, Young Master!"
Ending the call, Thomas Shannon lit a cigarette. The rising smoke made his handso face look dreamlike, so handso it seed unreal.
"Charlie River, get ready and strengthen our security."
Although Thomas Shannon wasn’t afraid of George Field, he still recognized the need for necessary security asures.
People from Country J were crafty and treacherous; Thomas Shannon had to be on guard against their cunning ways.
Especially with the burden of a little maniac around him.
He paid even more attention to security because of this.
This ti, he hadn’t wanted to bring Sophie Sullivan along, but she had thrown tantrums non-stop, insisting on not staying in the manor.
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