Thomas Shannon's face darkened. "Can't I see that?"
The butler wisely kept quiet.
Harry, nestled in his master's embrace, anxiously tried to catch a glimpse of Sophie Sullivan.
Thomas Shannon pressed its little head back into his embrace with one hand. "You traitor!"
"MEOW." Harry felt wronged, but it wouldn't say a thing!
Once in the car, Sophie's blood boiled. She could finally get away from this damned place! It felt fantastic!
Charlie River personally escorted her out of the castle, driving all the way down the mountain and into the city center.
The black Rolls-Royce pulled over to the curb. Charlie River said expressionlessly, "Get out. You're free now."
The moment he finished speaking, Sophie immediately pushed open the car door and quickly got out.
The Rolls-Royce soon disappeared into the flow of traffic.
Charlie River took out his mobile phone and reported to Thomas Shannon, "Young Master, she has left. Should I have someone follow her?"
"No need."
"Yes, sir."
