She still held a skeptical attitude towards Thomas Shannon's words.
Thomas Shannon chuckled lightly, giving a serious nod. "Hmm, Country A has always been known to be generous with compliments."
"Fine, I'll accept your compliment then," Sophie Sullivan snorted haughtily.
As Thomas Shannon carried her out of the bedroom, Sophie Sullivan instantly became like a cat with its fur standing on end, baring her teeth and claws, wanting to scratch him.
"Thomas Shannon, I told you to put me down!"
"Weren't you the one who wanted to be held? I'm meeting your request, so why are you still angry?"
Sophie Sullivan was nearly fuming. How could there be such a despicable person!
Her head buried in his neck, Sophie Sullivan gritted her teeth and suppressed her voice, "Thomas Shannon, put me down, quickly."
"Don't worry, they won't see you."
Saying this, Thomas Shannon carried her into the study room.
