Sophie Sullivan annoyedly let go of her hand. She was not scared at all!
Thomas Shannon took her small hand and gently pried it open. "Of course, I'm dealing with public matters. Otherwise, what do you think I'm doing on a business trip—traveling for pleasure?"
"Can I go with you?"
Thomas Shannon's slightly cold eyes fell on her face. She was becoming harder for him to read.
"You didn't used to be so dependent on me, maniac."
Sophie Sullivan blew at the strands of hair that fell on her cheeks. "So, habit is truly a terrible thing. Never mind, forget what I said."
Withdrawing her hand, Sophie Sullivan turned and sat down on the chaise lounge.
She looked as if she didn't plan on interacting with him any longer.
Thomas Shannon laughed softly. "Have a good rest," he said, and then left.
He departed.
Thomas Shannon, accompanied by Charlie River and the man in black, left the villa in a low-key yet domineering black Bentley motorcade.
「...」
「Airport.」
