"Clever."
Sophie Sullivan raised her arm, encircling his neck, and her soft body leaned close to his firm chest.
Thomas Shannon enjoyed it, his arm wrapped around her delicate waist, his thin lips slightly hooked, and his head lowered to kiss her. Sophie Sullivan’s pale, slender index finger pressed against his lips. "Do you rember what you said?"
Thomas Shannon nodded.
"Then let verify if what you said is true or a lie ant to deceive ."
Thomas Shannon’s thin lips parted slightly, biting her tender finger, his tongue entwined around it, and he mumbled, "How do you want to verify it?"
"Follow ."
Sophie Sullivan took his hand and led him into the dical office, Thomas Shannon enjoying the feeling of being led by her.
Her soft, tiny hand firmly held his, his palm able to envelop her small hand.
Looking at their hands clasped together, he let out a light laugh. His fingers moved slightly, and his long fingers slipped through hers.
He firmly intertwined their fingers.
Noticing his small movent, Sophie Sullivan didn’t resist and just let him.
In the corridor, Minimus Hart was almost suffocating. Being watched by a living, fierce tiger, the fear in her heart was on the verge of collapse.
Footsteps approached, and she looked towards the sound. "Young Master..."
She called out weakly.
Thomas Shannon’s eyes were cold and severe, and his gaze towards her carried a hint of unfathomable ruthlessness.
Sophie Sullivan led him to Minimus Hart, and she curled the corner of her mouth. "If I let Gaby eat her now, would you agree?"
"Aren’t you afraid Gaby will eat sothing unclean and get sick?"
After all, Gaby was her pet. Despite his dislike, Thomas Shannon didn’t want Gaby to do such a brutal thing.
"You don’t agree?" Sophie Sullivan’s brows furrowed, and her eyes instantly beca colder.
She was about to pull her hand free, but Thomas Shannon tightened his grip first. "What I an is, use a different thod, understand?"
"Are you worried about Gaby or her?"
Upon hearing this, Minimus Hart’s eyes flickered with hope. "Young Master, I admit my guilt. I hope you will consider my past ritorious service to you... spare my life!"
"Shut up!"
Sophie Sullivan rebuked, and Gaby’s sharp claws scratched Minimus Hart’s leg.
Several sharp cuts appeared on her leg; blood flowed from the wounds, staining her whole leg.
"Ah..." Minimus Hart scread in horror. "Young Master, save !"
Save her?
Sophie Sullivan sneered. "Thomas Shannon, did you hear? She’s asking you to save her."
How could he not understand her intentions? She simply wanted to know his stance. She could play however she pleased; he would indulge her. As long as she was happy.
"I heard. She has nothing to do with ."
After a pause, he lowered his head, and his thin lips found her ear. "You can play however you want, just don’t dirty Gaby’s mouth. I have plenty of tools at my place. Want Charlie River to teach you how to use them?"
Sophie Sullivan looked up, examining Thomas Shannon. The casual expression on his face made it seem as if he were discussing trivial matters, like the day’s weather, rather than issues of life and death.
"Okay, I’ll listen to you."
Sophie Sullivan smiled, her soft voice lting Thomas Shannon’s heart.
「Dark cell.」
Minimus Hart was pushed into the dark cell by the man in black. She staggered forward several hurried steps before stopping.
Hearing footsteps, she suddenly turned around, retreating step by step. "What... what are you going to do?"
Charlie River took out various torture tools and threw them one by one on the ground, his face expressionless. "In consideration of your past rits for the Young Master, you can choose for yourself."
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