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Chapter 245: The Fellow with Malicious Intent · Nov 12, 2026

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201 Chapter 201: Where Did the Little Maniac Go? 2026-11-12
202 Chapter 202: Thomas Shannon, you stop! 2026-11-12
203 Chapter 203: Are you sure you can stop me? 2026-11-12
204 Chapter 204: Since I can give, I can also destroy. 2026-11-12
205 Chapter 205: Maniac, you are mine 2026-11-12
206 Chapter 206: Get rid of her! 2026-11-12
207 Chapter 207: Now You Can Leave 2026-11-12
208 Chapter 208: Tell me, why aren’t you happy? 2026-11-12
209 Chapter 209: His woman is like clothing, changed every day 2026-11-12
210 Chapter 210: Thomas Shannon, there’s no medicine that can save you 2026-11-12
211 Chapter 211: Why Wouldn’t I Dare? 2026-11-12
212 Chapter 212: Does it still hurt? 2026-11-12
213 Chapter 213: Get it Done Cleanly 2026-11-12
214 Chapter 214: My Woman 2026-11-12
215 Chapter 215: The woman who doesn’t know what’s good for her! 2026-11-12
216 Chapter 216: Can’t Trust a Man’s Words, Is That So? 2026-11-12
217 Chapter 217: This is the first time, and also the last chance 2026-11-12
218 Chapter 218: What a conscienceless little thing! 2026-11-12
219 Chapter 219: I bought you a gift, are you happy? 2026-11-12
220 Chapter 220: Without oxygen, she will die... 2026-11-12
221 Chapter 221: She Appeared with That Man 2026-11-12
222 Chapter 222: No Maniacs in the Swimming Pool 2026-11-12
223 Chapter 223: You go die, go die! 2026-11-12
224 Chapter 224: What has he confessed to? 2026-11-12
225 Chapter 225: Thomas Shannon, can’t you just talk nicely? 2026-11-12
226 Chapter 226 Be gentle, okay? 2026-11-12
227 Chapter 227: Must we do it together? 2026-11-12
228 Chapter 228: Who hid my Cecilia Branford? 2026-11-12
229 Chapter 229: Don’t Be Too Proud Too Soon! 2026-11-12
230 Chapter 230: She Wants to Kill Gabriel 2026-11-12
231 Chapter 231: Never seen a woman more delicate than her! 2026-11-12
232 Chapter 232: Because... He Is Afraid of Poison in the Tea 2026-11-12
233 Chapter 233: Thomas Shannon, don’t be such a beast! 2026-11-12
234 Chapter 234: I won’t let you off the hook! 2026-11-12
235 Chapter 235: If you love her, go find her, I don’t care! 2026-11-12
236 Chapter 236: Young Master, the maniac is in trouble! 2026-11-12
237 Chapter 237: Could it be her? 2026-11-12
238 Chapter 238: Someone must be framing me! 2026-11-12
239 Chapter 239: You saved me last night, didn’t you? 2026-11-12
240 Chapter 240 Do you like me? 2026-11-12
241 Chapter 241: Let me see, is it swollen? 2026-11-12
242 Chapter 242: If People Don’t Offend Me, I Don’t Offend Them 2026-11-12
243 Chapter 243: It was you who framed me, right? 2026-11-12
244 Chapter 244: Could it be, Thomas Shannon knows? 2026-11-12
245 Chapter 245: The Fellow with Malicious Intent 2026-11-12
246 Chapter 246: Behave yourself, don’t move recklessly 2026-11-12
247 Chapter 247: For the next one month, you are not allowed to touch me. 2026-11-12
248 Chapter 248: Don’t Push People Too Far 2026-11-12
249 Chapter 249: Can you stay settled, do you understand? 2026-11-12
250 Chapter 250: Palace-Level Restoration Master 2026-11-12

Chapter 245: Chapter 245: The Fellow with Malicious Intent

Charlie River resumed his deadpan expression. ”You have five more minutes, hurry up!”

A shiver ran through Sophie Sullivan. Her sore waist and weak legs were suddenly inconsequential; Dealing with Thomas Shannon was the most important thing!

Bracing her trembling legs, she followed Charlie River.

They finally arrived at the golf course.

Seeing Thomas Shannon swinging his club, Sophie immediately found a chair in the recreation area and sat down without a second thought.

There was a cup of iced juice on the tabletop in front of her. She picked it up and took a few sips through the straw.

Thomas Shannon handed his club to a nearby maid and walked towards Sophie.

As she sipped her fruit juice, Sophie gave Thomas Shannon a playful, squinty-eyed smile.

Thomas Shannon’s lips quirked slightly. It was too late for her to try to butter him up now.

He came to stand before her, looking down at her imperiously. ”Is it good?”

”Not bad.”

Thomas Shannon watched her with an unreadable, faintly amused smile, but said nothing.

Intimidated by his strange smile, Sophie quickly spat out the straw she had chewed out of shape. As she tilted her head up to look at Thomas Shannon, he said, ”Drink slowly, no rush.”

Sophie wanted to retort, Since when was I in a hurry?

Under Thomas Shannon’s gaze, Sophie finished the fruit juice. Then, his hand landed on her head, and he patted it gently twice.

”Come with me. Get acquainted with your work.”

What work?

Sophie reluctantly got up and followed him.

He took the club from the maid and, with an elegant, swift swing, sent the white golf ball arcing through the sky.

Thomas Shannon tilted his head, a teasing smile playing on his lips as he looked at her, one eyebrow slightly raised. ”Little maniac, go fetch the ball.”

Sophie: ”...”

He’s asking me to retrieve the ball?

She rose slightly on her tiptoes and reached out to feel Thomas Shannon’s forehead.

”You don’t have a fever. So why are you making me retrieve the balls? Aren’t there caddies for that? Or, if not, wouldn’t it be better to have these maids do it?”

Why is he trying to enslave me?

He knows full well what state I’m in; my legs will give out after just a few steps.

Making me run back and forth to pick up balls—isn’t that practically a death sentence?

Thomas Shannon ignored all her questions.

His deep, dark eyes seemed to pull one in, and he gazed intently at Sophie.

Somehow, Sophie thought of the doctor she had met at the castle.

Thomas Shannon probably already knew, didn’t he?

So that’s why he came up with this way to punish me.

Sophie raised her hands in surrender. ”Alright. But let me be clear: if I really can’t retrieve them anymore, you have to let me off, okay?”

Thomas Shannon turned away, gazing into the distance. ”Go.”

He neither agreed nor disagreed.

Resigned to her fate, Sophie dragged her aching, weak legs to retrieve the balls.

She just hoped Thomas Shannon would go easy on her, not hit the balls too far, and not torment her too much.

She was, after all, too naive!

Thomas Shannon seemed intent on tormenting her, sending golf balls flying in all directions, making Sophie’s head spin just watching them.

What was even more infuriating was that while her back was turned picking up a ball, he actually hit her with another one!

Sophie clutched her backside, spun around furiously, and roared at the despicable man in the distance, ”Thomas Shannon, you bastard!”

The mountain was vast and empty, and her shout echoed endlessly.

Thomas Shannon chuckled softly, rubbing his chin thoughtfully. ”It seems she isn’t tired yet.”

With that, he swung his club, and the ball flew even farther.

Sophie gritted her teeth. ”Beast! Rascal! Bastard! You rotten-hearted fellow!”

She cursed as she bent down to retrieve the balls.

Her harried figure darted continuously across the golf course.

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