Thomas Shannon kicked the bedroom door open, staring at him fiercely!
The woman taken from the asylum was just too much!
Charlie River hurriedly denied, "Young Master, you've misunderstood. I'll go investigate right away!"
Impatiently lifting his long legs, Thomas Shannon kicked him. "Get out of here!"
In the luxurious bathroom, the lights were dazzling, reflecting his exquisite face and making it appear even more handsome and captivating, with a bewitching charm.
Lying in the massage bathtub, Thomas Shannon raised his hand to his forehead. Recalling the scene from last night, he couldn't help but scoff.
Anyone who dared to plot against him should be prepared to die!
He closed his eyes and tilted his head back, recalling the scenes from last night.
It was undeniable that the woman had left a deep impression on him.
「...」
Pain.
Her whole body was in pain.
The glaring light forced her to open her eyes.
As her consciousness gradually cleared, she felt like her whole body had been torn apart.
Sophie Sullivan groaned uncomfortably. As she lifted her head, she was shocked by the scene before her.
It was a small ward. The air was tainted by a musty stench, and the smell of dust was even more pungent.
There was a small bed. Her hands and feet were all tied up without exception.
She attempted to struggle to sit up, but her limbs were bound. Her head fell heavily back onto the pillow, and Sophie's face turned ashen.
She had returned.
Her carefully planned escape had ultimately ended in failure.
Last night's events were still floating in her brain...
Dammit!
She had better not see that shameless man again!
CLANG—
The old iron door was pushed open.
Sophie Sullivan quickly glanced over. A woman in a white lab coat stood in the doorway, a cold smile tugging at the corners of her mouth, the knife tip in her hand glinting coldly.
Seeing the Swiss army knife in her hand, Sophie's pupils contracted violently.
What did she want to do?!
The woman in the white lab coat walked to Sophie's bedside and used the knife to lift the hair covering half of her cheek.
After a few seconds of seeing that terrifying side, the knife tip trembled.
The strands of hair fell back onto her cheek, covering the hideous half of her face once again.
The ice-cold blade now rested on her petal-like, beautiful lips.
The woman in the white lab coat clicked her tongue. "Looks like you're not so stupid."
Since she could escape, it meant that she wasn't stupid.
And if she wasn't stupid, she couldn't be allowed to stay!
Sophie Sullivan closed her eyes reluctantly, waiting for the anticipated pain to arrive.
One second.
Two seconds.
Five seconds...
The expected pain hadn't arrived, but a flurry of chaotic footsteps approached.
The newcomers quickly surrounded the ward and streamed in one by one.
Startled repeatedly, the woman in the white lab coat heard the commotion. Seeing a dense group of men in black barge in, she was immediately frightened, and her hand trembled.
CLANG.
The Swiss army knife dropped to the floor.
"Who are you people?"
The man in black sneered, "You don't deserve to know."
She retreated in fear. The fierce-looking man in black shoved her aside and glanced at Sophie.
After confirming it was her, he waved his hand. "Take her away!"
Sophie Sullivan was dumbfounded as the men in black quickly untied her hands and feet and carried her away on their shoulders.
Who were these people?
Could it be... the man from last night sent them?
Sophie wasn't allowed time to think. She was violently shoved into the car again, her head slamming heavily—dizziness assaulted her, her eyes closed, and she passed out.
When she woke again, she heard faint whispers in her ears.
The sound was very small, and she couldn't hear it clearly.