Looking at the hand stretched out in front of her, Sophie Sullivan thought, I might as well bite it. It's not like I'll lose anything. He's already exploited me like a beast, so what's there to hesitate about?
Grabbing Thomas Shannon's hand, Sophie stared at him unwaveringly and bit down viciously.
This bite showed no mercy whatsoever.
Even William Guillen winced at the sight, while Edward Benson gazed at Thomas Shannon with a complicated expression and suddenly sighed deeply.
"Thomas, you're beyond cure."
Thomas Shannon smirked lightly, not minding Edward Benson's words.
Sophie tasted a faint sweetness, accompanied by a metallic tang—it was the unmistakable blood smell. She froze momentarily, then released Thomas Shannon's hand.
She looked and saw that a tooth mark, stained with blood, was imprinted on his hand.
Disgusted, she threw his hand away and wiped her mouth with the back of her hand. "Don't you feel any pain?"
