Sophie Sullivan glared at William Guillen before turning and storming off.
Charlie River and the man in black immediately went to the edge of the fountain, reaching out. "Young Master, please come up."
Thomas Shannon, soaking wet, emerged from the fountain, using Charlie River's offered hand for leverage. He held Sophie Sullivan's mobile phone in one hand and fished his own out of his pocket with the other. He handed both to Charlie River.
"Fix them."
"Yes, Young Master." After a pause, Charlie River asked, "Should I fix the maniac's phone as well?"
Didn't the Young Master want to keep her phone? Why not take this opportunity to let it be completely ruined...
Thomas Shannon took the towel handed to him by the servant and began wiping his dripping hair. A meaningful smile played at the corners of his lips. "Derek Clark calls her every day, doesn't he? If we don't keep him placated, Fennie will run off."
