Lucifer nodded seriously, surprisingly agreeing with Thomas Shannon’s point of view. "He’s right, Cecilia Branford, don’t take unnecessary risks."
He didn’t trust Frank Mitchell’s character.
More importantly, he didn’t want her to take any risks.
With him around, all she, as a delicate girl, needed to do was obediently hide behind him.
He would handle everything else.
Sophie Sullivan was also confused. "But if I don’t go, Frank Mitchell won’t see , and he’ll get suspicious. If I go, at least he’ll see and won’t imdiately harm Old Mr. Standford."
This was rely a stalling tactic.
She knew that going to et Frank Mitchell this ti would be dangerous, but apart from this thod of ensuring Old Mr. Standford’s safety, she couldn’t think of any other way at the mont.
Sophie looked at Thomas Shannon. His face was gloomy; he had been the first to reject her idea. "Thomas, you’ll save , won’t you?"
The man’s somber facial color softened imperceptibly, his thin lips pressed tightly, and he nodded.
Of course, he had to save his woman.
Lucifer wasn’t happy. He snorted, "Cecilia, I’ll save you too."
Why did she ask Thomas Shannon first?
Clearly, he and she were childhood sweethearts, having grown up together.
Lucifer was dejected; the amnesiac Cecilia Branford truly exasperated him.
With the plan agreed upon by the three of them, Sophie left the hotel instantly.
She had to get to Frank Mitchell’s hotel as quickly as possible so that he would see her and believe her sincerity.
Before she left, Thomas Shannon held her back.
He handed her a tiny locator alarm, warning her more seriously than ever that if she dared to lose or destroy it again, he wouldn’t spare her.
Sophie carefully placed the locator alarm into an inner layer of her clothing, just as she had last ti, managing to avoid Frank Mitchell’s security detector scan.
Watching Sophie’s retreating figure, Lucifer’s eyes showed his worry. He still felt uneasy. "Leo."
"Master, are you worried about Miss Cecilia Branford?" Leo only needed one glance to understand his master’s feelings now.
Having found Miss Cecilia Branford after so much difficulty, now they could only watch helplessly as she walked into danger.
The master’s feelings at this very mont were easy to imagine.
Although he had tried to warn her, Miss Cecilia Branford’s stubbornness had never changed.
Qualities ingrained so deeply in her character could not be changed, even by amnesia.
Lucifer turned, his handso, enchanting face devoid of expression. "Leo, send soone to follow her secretly. If there’s any sign of danger, rescue her imdiately."
"Yes, Master." Leo understood and imdiately began to instruct the guards.
...
Sophie was escorted to the city center. She then erged from a Quaint Inn.
In case Frank Mitchell sent soone to verify, records of her stay there the previous night had also been fabricated at this Quaint Inn.
She got into a taxi and gave the na of Frank Mitchell’s hotel.
「Half an hour later.」
As soon as Sophie stepped out of the taxi, she was t by two expressionless, burly n.
"Maniac, Mister has been waiting for you for a long ti."
Flanking Sophie, the two n sneered, "Let’s go!"
Sophie snorted coldly and walked toward the elevator.
It was the sa suite as yesterday. She was pushed into the spacious suite, but there was no sign of Frank Mitchell inside.
Sophie stood in the living room and looked around. "Frank Mitchell, where are you?"
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