Sophie Sullivan came down from the parking lot, holding up the hem of her formal dress. From afar, she saw Thomas Shannon spreading his arms toward her.
Was he expecting her to throw herself into his embrace willingly?
Sophie huffed arrogantly, her slender index finger hooked, and that man standing in the distance took long strides towards her.
Step by step, he closed the distance between them.
"The skirt's too long." Sophie lowered her head, indicating him to look at her skirt hem.
As soon as she finished speaking, the man unexpectedly lifted her horizontally, her body suddenly in the air. Sophie let out a low sound and instinctively wrapped her arms around his neck, letting go of the skirt hem.
"Thomas Shannon, you..." Her beautiful eyes widened slightly.
Thomas Shannon's cold eyes were laced with a smile, the curve of his thin lips incredibly charming. "Didn't you say the skirt hem was too long? I'm helping you. Fennie, shouldn't you give me a little reward?"
