"Well done, go up and serve the Young Madam well." Thomas Shannon lowered his eyelids slightly and took a sip of wine.
"Huh?" The servant was stunned, unable to recover from the shock.
At this moment, shouldn't the Young Master go and coax the Young Madam?
She's going to serve?
But only if the Young Madam needs her service…
"What are you staring for, didn't hear me?!" Thomas Shannon impatiently growled.
The cold imposing air immediately made the servant shiver all over and she nodded hurriedly, "Yes… Yes, Young Master, I'll go immediately!"
After speaking, she turned and ran upstairs quickly, not daring to delay for even one second.
Sophie Sullivan was very angry, feeling a tightness in her chest that wouldn't go up or down, like a bone stuck in her throat.
She thought Thomas Shannon would come back to coax her, since he was always so shamelessly clingy.
