"Do I need to rember that fellow’s na?"
Lucifer pursed his lips, lowered his eyelids, and stared intently at Sophie Sullivan.
Sophie Sullivan was speechless.
He was so effeminate and devilishly charming, yet he possessed a surprisingly endearing contrast.
"Dear Cecilia, do I need to rember?"
Sophie Sullivan was left dumbfounded by his question. Suddenly, she waved her hand. "Up to you. If you want to rember, rember. If you don’t, then forget it."
Lucifer’s lips hooked into a smile, his long arm draping over her shoulder. "Alright, I’ll listen to you."
「10 minutes later.」
The black convoy stopped in front of the hotel.
The car doors opened simultaneously. Emotionless n in black got out. Charlie River hurried to the back seat and pulled open the car door.
"Young Master, we’ve arrived."
Thomas Shannon stepped out of the car with his long legs.
His cold eyes swept around, his thin lips pressed into a tight line, signaling his anger.
"Go." With a deep, powerful command, all the n in black moved in unison.
Surrounding him, they entered the hotel with an imposing air.
Hotel managent and the Security Departnt were mobilized at once. "Hello, the hotel has been entirely booked by a guest. Please leave."
"Get out of the way!" Charlie River grabbed a man who looked like the manager by the collar and shoved him aside.
A reception staff mber scread. With a man in black pressing a gun to her head, she tremblingly handed over the elevator card.
"Young Master, please."
The scene descended into chaos; the hotel’s managent staff and security personnel were all brought under control by the n in black.
Charlie River and a group of n in black followed Thomas Shannon into the elevator together.
「At this mont, inside the suite.」
Lucifer received a phone call. After hanging up the telephone, he chuckled softly. "Cecilia, he’s here."
Sophie Sullivan just nodded her head without saying anything.
Two minutes later, the suite door was swiped open.
A tall man strode in, radiating an aura of intense anger and fierce hostility.
Behind him stood Charlie River and a group of imposing n in black.
They stread in one after another, instantly making the suite feel cramped and small.
"Thomas Shannon." Sophie Sullivan sat on the sofa and called out to him.
Thomas Shannon’s gaze swept across her face before finally landing on Lucifer’s composed expression, which held a smile that wasn’t quite a smile.
Leo stood beside Lucifer, his expression grim and fearless.
Their n were all inside the hotel. If His Highness hadn’t forbidden them from guarding the door, it probably wouldn’t have been so easy for Thomas Shannon and his n to break in.
"Who are you?" Thomas Shannon’s low, deep voice was laced with furious hostility.
Lucifer turned his head, looking at Sophie Sullivan’s beautiful cheek. "Cecilia, tell him who I am."
Sophie Sullivan stood up and approached Thomas Shannon. "He is Lucifer, and he is my friend."
The man reached out and suddenly seized her wrist. The force was so great that Sophie Sullivan frowned in pain. His handso, somber face slowly drew closer. "Your friend?"
Lucifer stood up and moved to Sophie Sullivan’s side. He clasped Thomas Shannon’s wrist with one hand, covertly applying pressure. "Let go of Cecilia."
Damn it! This man was atrocious! He had no gentlemanly deanor whatsoever and treated Cecilia Branford so brutally!
Thomas Shannon scoffed coldly, and a faint smile touched Lucifer’s lips. Their gazes t in mid-air, and Sophie Sullivan vaguely thought she heard the crackling of sparks between them.
After a long mont, Sophie Sullivan finally said in exasperation, "Both of you, let go! We’re all on the sa side!"
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