The doctor felt a headache whenever he saw Sophie Sullivan. This was already the third time today.
After an examination, there were no serious injuries, just a soft tissue contusion. It was not a big problem.
Thomas Shannon grabbed her cheek with one hand and said coldly, "Behave."
Sophie: "..."
Who had insisted on tormenting her?
And now he had the nerve to blame her for not behaving?
Shameless!
Thomas Shannon went into the bath chamber. With the sound of water splashing, Sophie got up by herself and lay down on the bed.
Her body still felt uncomfortable. The fall just now had indeed hurt her.
Sophie, now subdued, lay on the bed, closed her eyes, and rested.
From the bathroom, Thomas Shannon left the bedroom and went to the study room.
As soon as he opened the file, Charlie River came in.
"Young Master."
"Hmm?" Thomas Shannon did not look up, his gaze fixed on the file.
