Chapter 333: Chapter 335: Do I Look Good?
Thomas Shannon lifted his foot, his leather shoe stepping on William Field’s face. "I’ve prepared a generous gift for you. Enjoy it."
Charlie River clapped his hands, and the private room door opened.
The manager led in dozens of muscular men, who stood in two lines.
The manager respectfully bowed to Thomas Shannon. "Good day, Young Master Shannon. I have brought the men you requested. Please have a look."
The manager turned to the men. "Quickly, greet Young Master Shannon!"
"Hello, Young Master Shannon!"
"Hello, Young Master Shannon!"
Their voices were uniform and imposing.
Thomas Shannon beckoned a man in black, whispered a few instructions, and the man in black nodded and quickly left.
The man in black returned with a camcorder.
He found a good angle and began filming.
Thomas Shannon lifted his foot, looked at William Field, and said, "Have fun. Don’t disappoint my good intentions."
"Thomas Shannon, I’m not done with you yet!"
Behind him, William Field’s angry roar echoed.
「...」
Sophie Sullivan slept in the bedroom. Here, without Amelia Shaw or Minimus Hart around, she could finally sleep soundly and peacefully.
As she was drifting in a drowsy sleep, the spot beside her on the bed suddenly dipped.
She forced her eyes open, only to find it was Thomas Shannon.
"Are you back?" she mumbled, closing her eyes again.
Thomas Shannon, who had changed into his sleep gown, pulled her soft body into his embrace. He carefully examined the gauze on her face. After confirming there were no issues, he closed his eyes and slept.
When she woke up, it was already afternoon.
This lunch break, Sophie had slept for a full three hours.
When she woke, her head was aching slightly. She sat up and rubbed her head, waking Thomas Shannon beside her.
"What’s wrong?"
"Headache..."
Thomas Shannon sat up. He placed his hand on her head, found the right acupressure points, and began to massage them with suitable pressure. "Don’t sleep too long during your nap; half an hour to an hour is best."
Sophie closed her eyes, enjoying Young Master Shannon’s soothing massage.
Suddenly, she remembered he had said he was going to be busy. How had he returned so quickly?
"Didn’t you say you have public affairs to deal with?"
"I’m done for the time being."
Thomas Shannon withdrew his hand. "City T has many nice attractions. Do you want to go?"
Sophie didn’t hesitate. "Yes!"
Since they were already here, going out to have fun was much better than being cooped up and bored in the villa.
"Change your clothes; I’ll wait for you downstairs."
Half an hour later, Sophie emerged, having changed into an elegant, flowing long skirt and a large sun-shield hat, appearing gracefully before Thomas Shannon.
He had to admit, the little maniac’s figure was truly stunning! Full breasts, a waist so slender one could span it with one hand, perky buttocks, and long, straight, beautiful legs. Every part of her was a potent weapon to entice men! Even without seeing her devastatingly beautiful face, her figure alone could make men fall head over heels for her.
Sophie pinched the hem of her skirt, twirled around him, and her beautifully shaped lips curved up. "Do I look pretty?"
The man reached out, grabbed her wrist, pulled her close, lowered his head, and gave her lips a light peck. "Not ugly."
"Thomas Shannon, would it kill you to call me pretty?"
What did he mean, ’not ugly’? She’d clearly asked if she was pretty; he was totally evading the question!
"Or are you saying you don’t have the courage to admit my beauty?"
The man released her, a hint of helpless amusement in his smile.