Thomas Shannon ignored Amelia Shaw, his face stern. "Maniac, stop!"
Sophie Sullivan's gaze was sinister. She stared intently at the maid. Seeing Thomas Shannon shield the maid, her lips hooked into a cold sneer, "Then I'll kill you first!"
The fruit knife in her hand was raised high into the air as she fiercely slashed it down at him.
Agile, Thomas Shannon dodged, appearing behind her. He grabbed her wrist and applied pressure.
Sophie Sullivan's wrist went numb, and the fruit knife clattered to the ground.
Clenching her teeth, she turned, her eyes glaring at Thomas Shannon with cold fury. "I'm going to kill you!"
Thomas Shannon's eyes darkened. Kill me? Let's see if she has what it takes!
Twisting her arms behind her back, Thomas Shannon freed one of his own. "Give me a pair of handcuffs!"
Charlie River quickly brought the handcuffs. "Young Master, here are the handcuffs you asked for."
CLICK.
The cold metal of the handcuffs snapped around Sophie Sullivan's wrists.
