Thomas Shannon: "..."
Was he just outsmarted by her?
"Fennie’s turned bad." Thomas Shannon pinched her cheek and kneaded it a couple of tis.
Sophie Sullivan humd twice, closed her eyes, and fell into a deep sleep.
Thomas Shannon had no way to deal with her. This matter wasn’t urgent; he would eventually get that annoying fellow, Gaby, out of the bedroom.
......
The next morning.
After breakfast, Sophie Sullivan wanted to go upstairs for a nap, but a servant rushed to report, "Young Master, Young Master Benson is here."
Thomas Shannon’s eyes were profound. He paused and then said coldly, "Invite them in."
The servant only ntioned Young Master Benson and didn’t say he brought soone along. Hearing the word "them," the servant couldn’t help but wonder, could it be that Thomas Shannon already knew Young Master Benson didn’t co alone today?
The servant didn’t delay and imdiately went out to invite Edward Benson in.
It had been a few days since what happened that night.
After calming down, Edward Benson felt guilty when he recalled what happened that night.
That night, he indeed acted too impulsively, fighting with Thomas Shannon without asking for the reason.
He once asked Linda why she was in Thomas Shannon’s manor, but Linda said nothing except telling him that if he wanted to know, he should ask Thomas Shannon.
Linda was worried that if she revealed everything, Edward Benson would never bring her to approach Thomas Shannon again.
If she couldn’t get close to Thomas Shannon, how could she complete the mission?
The two, each with their own thoughts, arrived at the manor. The servant led them into the castle, where Thomas Shannon was sitting on the sofa with his long legs crossed.
The handso man, with his inherent nobility and sharp coldness, had an intimidating imposing air that made people feel fearful.
"Thomas..." Edward Benson hesitated, finding it hard to speak.
Thomas Shannon flicked off so cigarette ash and nodded slightly, "Sit."
Edward Benson, with Linda, sat down on the sofa. Sophie Sullivan ca out after refreshing herself in the restroom.
Seeing Edward Benson and Linda, she smiled, bending her lips, and sat down beside Thomas Shannon.
Gaby lay comfortably by her feet, showing no interest in the strangers.
Linda’s gaze fell on Sophie Sullivan’s face; was she Thomas Shannon’s woman?
If she couldn’t get to Thomas Shannon directly, could she find a breakthrough through her?
While thoughts were turning, Edward Benson spoke up, looking weary and slightly pale, "Thomas, tell what is really going on?"
"Ha."
A cold laugh leaked from Young Master Shannon’s sexy thin lips.
"Thomas, I want to know the ins and outs of the affair." Edward Benson wasn’t angry. He knew Thomas Shannon must have a fire of anger in his heart, so he endured his sarcasm and sneers.
Thomas Shannon glanced at him sideways with his long, narrow cold eyes, faintly mocking, "That day, Charlie River tried several tis to tell you the ins and outs; did you think about listening?"
A hint of embarrassnt flashed across Edward Benson’s face, Sophie Sullivan turned her head, looking at Thomas Shannon, thinking this guy holds grudges, even against his own friends.
Thomas Shannon took a deep drag on his cigarette, exhaled a smoke ring, looking at Sophie Sullivan, "Do you have sothing to say?"
Sophie Sullivan wrapped her arm around his, pinched his arm, and lowered her voice, "Alright, take it easy and don’t make it too ugly."
Was she siding with Edward Benson?
Thomas Shannon snorted coldly, his handso face frosty, Young Master Shannon was displeased.
"Thomas, I know you’re mad at , I admit that night I was impulsive."
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