Thomas Shannon rubbed his forehead, "Yes, I know."
Cheryl Chew hesitated, and Thomas Shannon turned his head to urge, "Let's go, I'll take you back."
"Okay, Brother Shannon." Cheryl Chew hurriedly said goodbye to Mrs. Shannon and ran up with small steps, following Thomas Shannon out.
Once in the car, Cheryl Chew noticed Thomas Shannon's facial color was not good, and she timidly withdrew her gaze, not daring to speak.
She had always been very intimidated by Thomas Shannon, as soon as he showed a cold face, she became afraid.
Even though he usually had a cold face, she could still feel his displeasure.
Thomas Shannon supported his forehead with one hand and asked thoughtfully, "Cheryl, do you have something to say?"
Cheryl Chew looked at him in surprise; did he figure it out?
Thomas Shannon sneered, "Go ahead and say it."
"Brother Shannon, regarding my sister's matter... you're not blaming me, are you?"
"Just for this matter?"
