A confident woman is the most beautiful. What Sophie Sullivan exudes is not only confidence but also an intrinsic pride.
"Mrs. Shannon, is there something on my face?"
Mrs. Shannon shook her head, "I think I know what Lincoln likes about you."
Sophie Sullivan felt a rush of blood to her face, making her cheeks burn. Mrs. Shannon tucked a flower behind her ear, "I trust Lincoln's taste. What he likes must be the best."
Sophie Sullivan: "..."
She... It seemed like she was being complimented.
Feeling a bit caught off guard, Sophie Sullivan couldn't quite grasp Mrs. Shannon's meaning immediately, and Mrs. Shannon was the first to walk out.
"Look at how scared he is. I'm not going to do anything to you."
Upon hearing Mrs. Shannon's words, Sophie Sullivan turned around and saw Thomas Shannon standing at the flower garden entrance, giving her an intense gaze.
"Mother, did you not scold Fennie?" Thomas Shannon lowered his head, looking at his mother.
