"Lillian Spencer, if you have any issues, take them up with directly. Don’t cross my bottom line. Otherwise, not even your father can save you."
Thomas Shannon flicked so cigarette ash, his expression exceptionally dark.
His warning was frightening enough to make people panic, fearing for their lives.
Lillian Spencer only smiled faintly. "Are you scared, Thomas Shannon? I didn’t expect you to have a day like this."
His bottom line? Very well. One day, she would make him experience the excruciating pain of wishing for death.
「 」
Those security personnel were re paper tigers. Despite their initially imposing air, the mont the man in black advanced, they scattered in terror. These weaklings, with zero combat power, were instantly exposed.
Sophie Sullivan and Lucifer happily finished their lunch. Since Thomas Shannon hadn’t returned, Sophie decided to go for a walk with Lucifer in the hotel’s Sky Garden.
Gaby followed behind them, walking lazily.
They sat down on a swing.
Lucifer turned his head to look at her. "Cecilia Branford, I’ve found a neurologist for you. He can help you regain your mory. When will you co back with ?"
Go back?
"Can I do it after a period of ti?"
Ultimately, she still wanted to restore her appearance before regaining her mory. With Old Mr. Standford around, there would be no issues with her face; her forr beauty would undoubtedly be restored. As for her mory, that couldn’t be rushed.
"Cecilia Branford, I’m very sad."
Lucifer cupped her face, his forehead touching hers. He spoke softly, a hint of coaxing in his voice, "Cecilia, please co back with , won’t you? Don’t be with that fellow Thomas Shannon. He’s not worthy of you."
"Lucifer..."
"My dear, I want you to regain your mory. I want the Cecilia Branford I knew to return."
How could Sophie not want to regain her mory? It was just that, when comparing her appearance and her mories, she preferred to restore her appearance first. All won cherish beauty, and she was no exception. If she could regain her beauty, why should she continue walking around with this ugly face? There were priorities, and in her heart, restoring her appearance was the most pressing matter.
"Lucifer, don’t be like this." Sophie raised her hand and gently patted his back.
She comforted him softly, "Don’t worry, I’ll return eventually, just not now. We have a long future ahead; we shouldn’t rush things, okay?"
Gaby, with its huge body, squeezed between them, also wanting to jump onto the swing.
Sophie wrapped her arms around its neck and gently patted its head. "Gaby, you’re too heavy. You’re not allowed up here."
Gaby YELPED pitifully, still trying to jump up, but Sophie grabbed its ears and pulled it aside to scold it.
Lucifer watched Sophie and Gaby, and scenes from the past surfaced in his mind. Lost in these mories, the smile at the corners of his mouth deepened.
Sophie turned her head and saw Lucifer’s gentle, doting smile. He relented with an air of affectionate helplessness. "Alright," he said, "I can never refuse Cecilia Branford."
He spread his arms. "My dear, aren’t you going to co and hug ?"
Sophie chuckled softly, quickly stepped forward, and embraced him.
Gaby turned its head, saw them, and also ran over excitedly to join the fun.
It was getting late, and Sophie planned to return to the manor.
But Thomas Shannon still hadn’t returned. She asked Charlie River, "Where did Thomas Shannon go?"
"The Young Master went to deal with an urgent matter, maniac. We can head back first."
Charlie River wouldn’t tell her that Thomas Shannon was right at the hotel entrance.
Sophie frowned in confusion. What urgent matter could have kept him away for so long?
As if knowing what she was thinking, Charlie River added a comnt.
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