Thomas Shannon raised his hand, rubbing his forehead. "You've said everything, what else can I say?"
Sophie Sullivan snorted coldly, arrogantly crossing her arms.
She had a pretentious, aloof appearance.
"Stay here quietly, don't go anywhere, and wait for me to come back."
Thomas Shannon's palm landed on her head, and he patted it as if she were a pet.
Sophie impatiently waved his hand away. "I know."
When Thomas Shannon arrived, Edward Benson had just arrived as well.
The two saw William Guillen and Fluffy Zane greeting guests together. They exchanged glances. "What's Lan Singh up to?" one of them murmured.
Thomas Shannon shook his head. "Who knows."
Didn't he say he wouldn't make a move on Fluffy Zane? What's happening now?
"President, Young Master Shannon and Young Master Benson have arrived," a waiter reported to William Guillen.
William Guillen, holding a champagne flute, politely nodded to the guests. "Excuse me, I must step away."
