Sophie Sullivan didn't care whether he heard her or not and continued, "Isn't it your own selfish desires preventing you from assigning her a mission?"
"Shut up!"
"Are you angry out of embarrassment?" Sophie stared at him coldly. "Fine, I'll shut up. I won't say anything. Is that enough?"
Sophie got off him, ready to get out of bed.
Before her feet even touched the floor, he pulled her back with one hand.
Off-balance, she fell into his embrace.
Thomas Shannon's arms wrapped tightly around her slender waist, pressing her soft body forcefully against his. "Stop playing games with me and put an end to your little schemes! Otherwise, don't blame me!"
Did she think she could fool him with these little tricks?
How naive!
He had clearly heard her conversation with Minimus Hart. If it weren't for her face, she would have left him long ago.
In the end, she was only using him.
