"Where are you planning to stay?"
Thomas Shannon insisted on hearing it from her.
George Stanford had originally planned to be a civilized onlooker and watch the drama unfold.
Seeing Young Master Shannon using force and being menacing, George Stanford couldn't help but cough lightly. He was trying to make his presence known and reminded him, "Young Master Shannon, be careful with Fiona's face... Her face can't be touched..."
Sophie Sullivan glanced at George Stanford, acknowledging he still had some sense of loyalty for not abandoning her in her time of need.
Thomas Shannon, hearing this, slightly loosened his grip, but his cold eyes still swirled with a storm. "Come with me."
He grabbed Sophie Sullivan's wrist and dragged her out.
Sophie Sullivan looked towards George Stanford and mouthed, "Old Mr. Stanford, save me quickly!"
George Stanford turned his head, pretending not to see anything.
