The closed bath chamber door was suddenly pushed open from the outside.
Sophie Sullivan's intent was too obvious. She must have something important to suddenly barge into the bath chamber.
Thomas Shannon reached out his hand and playfully lifted her delicate chin. "Do you even know what you're doing? Did you learn the rules just to forget them?"
Sophie Sullivan turned her face away, her expression serious. "Young Master, I have important matters."
"Speak." As he held her chin, Thomas Shannon's handsome face gradually approached hers.
"You haven't finished what you promised me before. There are still two people left to deal with."
As she spoke, Sophie Sullivan pulled him to leave.
"Maniac!" Thomas Shannon growled.
Was she insane?
Did she expect him to go out like this?
Sophie Sullivan stopped in her tracks, impatiently asking, "What's wrong now?"
How could a tough man be so fussy?
Can he even pull himself together?
