Thomas Shannon's voice was indifferent. "Where does she want to go?"
"The maniac didn't say, but she was adamant about leaving the manor."
This maniac is so ungrateful! The Young Master has already made so many concessions and compromises for her; what more could she possibly want? Charlie River grumbled internally.
"She's not allowed."
Two concise words revealed Young Master Shannon's simmering anger.
She just threw a fit, and now she wants to go out. What a spoiled brat! Threatening to run away at the slightest disagreement? She'll have to see if I agree to it first!
"Yes, I understand, Young Master."
Charlie River, holding his mobile phone, walked out of the SPA room, gave a few instructions to the butler, and then hung up.
The butler hung up the phone and turned to Sophie Sullivan, who was sitting on the sofa, arms crossed over her chest, her indifferent expression keeping everyone at a distance.
"Maniac, the Young Master forbids you to leave the manor at will."
