This is Country J, George Field's territory. Thomas Shannon had come here recklessly; wouldn't he be in danger? She recalled the last time, in Country A, during that explosion—George Field and his son must have been seriously injured. Such bitter hatred... they couldn't possibly not seek revenge.
Frank Mitchell's sinister laughter came through the telephone, and Sophie Sullivan collected her thoughts. "What did you say? Who's here?"
"TSK TSK, you maniac, you're really good at pretending." Frank Mitchell's patience had reached its limit.
He was willing to give her one chance, only because she was Thomas Shannon's woman.
Once he had her, he would stomp Thomas Shannon's face fiercely into the ground.
Now, she had played him time and time again, which was infuriating.
He would never forgive such a despicable act.
"Frank Mitchell, make yourself clear!" Sophie Sullivan's heartbeat accelerated, but she could not admit that she was with Thomas Shannon.
