Minimus Hart paused for a mont as she wiped his hair. "Young Master, now?"
"Mm."
Minimus Hart put down the towel and bowed respectfully. "Yes, I’ll go bring the maniac back right away."
With that, Minimus Hart left the bedroom.
She took several maids with her and headed for the dical office.
Sophie Sullivan had settled in the dical office, and by the looks of it, she didn’t seem to have any intentions of returning to the castle. This suited Minimus Hart just fine.
Sophie Sullivan was unaware that every ti Minimus Hart saw her leave Thomas Shannon’s bedroom, Minimus Hart wanted to strangle her to death. Her smug expression was even more infuriating.
「dical office.」
Sophie Sullivan lay comfortably on the bed, watching a movie, completely content and carefree.
Suddenly, the door to the room was pushed open, and Minimus Hart stord in with several maids.
Sophie Sullivan furrowed her eyebrows slightly. She glared at her coldly, "What are you doing?"
"Young Master wants to see you. Follow ."
Thomas Shannon wants to see her?
Sophie Sullivan sneered, suppressing a surge of anger. "He wants to see , that’s his business. What does it have to do with ?"
What an arrogant tone!
Minimus Hart smiled aningfully. "Maniac, I suggest you be obedient and cooperate with my work. Otherwise, I can’t guarantee what will happen later."
"Are you threatening ?"
"You can think of it that way." She ca on orders, and she could only guarantee the success of the mission. As for the process, it was not within her scope of concern.
Sophie Sullivan really hated her arrogant appearance. Wasn’t she just a dog raised by Thomas Shannon? She really thought she was soone important!
She sat up expressionlessly, the corner of her mouth slightly hooked, looking extrely cold and indifferent. "You’re more than welco to try."
How could Minimus Hart tolerate her provocation?
Minimus Hart waved her hand. "Take her away."
"Yes." The maids rushed up.
Sophie Sullivan frowned slightly. Well done, Minimus Hart!
She turned her head, looking at the water cup on the bedside table, grabbed the cup with one hand, and smashed it hard on the floor.
Glass fragnts splashed everywhere.
The maids were frightened and retreated. Sophie Sullivan got off the bed, picked up a sharp shard of glass, and quickly approached Minimus Hart.
Minimus Hart’s eyes narrowed slightly, raising her hand to grab Sophie Sullivan’s wrist. But Sophie Sullivan dodged nimbly, jumped behind her, locked her throat with one hand, and pressed the sharp glass to her face with the other.
"Don’t move." Sophie Sullivan’s voice was soft, carrying her unique gentleness. "I can’t stand being startled. When I’m startled, my hands tremble."
As she spoke, the sharp glass slid up and down Minimus Hart’s face.
Miss Jane Hart stiffened, and the maids worriedly called out, "Sister Minnie, are you alright?"
Sophie Sullivan chuckled. "She’s fine now, but I can’t guarantee she will be later. After all, I can’t stand people chattering in front of ; you disturbed my peace and made very unhappy."
"Maniac, put down the glass!" One of the maids pointed at her nose and scolded her.
Sophie Sullivan’s hand trembled, and the sharp glass pierced into Minimus Hart’s skin.
Minimus Hart shuddered, her eyes turning bloodshot, her gaze like blood. "Shut up!"
The scolded maid trembled with fear, her voice filled with tears. "I’m sorry, Sister Minnie, I won’t dare again..."
Sophie Sullivan tightened her grip on Minimus Hart’s neck, applying more force. "Minimus Hart, whatever tricks you want to play, bring them on. I’ll play along until the very end!"
Minimus Hart remained expressionless. She looked at the maids in front of her and secretly signaled them with her eyes.
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