Pampered by My Secret Husband

Chapter 384: Chapter 386: What madness are you up to now?

Raina Bell’s eyes were rimmed with red, but she steeled herself, looking up at Thomas Shannon with a heart-wrenching, pitiable expression. Under his piercing gaze, Raina trembled slightly, her fear infinitely amplified. Her inner unease was also gradually expanding. She instinctively wanted to look at Minimus Hart.

But just then, Thomas Shannon averted his gaze, looking towards the entrance of the study room.

Sophie Sullivan, returning from the medical office, saw several men in black standing at the entrance of the study room; the study door was open. Curiosity piqued, she stepped closer for a look. What she saw truly surprised her. Minimus Hart was leading ten women in female slave uniforms into the study room. It appeared Thomas Shannon’s attention was fixed on a woman named Raina Bell.

Sophie stood at the doorway. A slight, cold smile touched her lips as she withdrew her gaze, then turned and walked away. She had always known that even after Amelia Shaw fell, Minimus Hart would still be standing strong. She wouldn’t let Minimus go so easily. Amelia Shaw hadn’t been in the same league; her schemes were easily deciphered. But Minimus Hart was different. She was the leader of Thomas Shannon’s female slaves, having undertaken life-threatening missions for him and earned many merits. Her methods and shrewdness were evident. Amelia Shaw, ultimately too impetuous, had quickly discarded her nickname. Minimus Hart, by contrast, had clawed her way through the rough and tumble of the world, thereby honing her considerable skills. And now, those skills were about to be turned against Sophie. Minimus Hart would be a formidable rival; Sophie had always known this.

Following Thomas Shannon’s line of sight, Minimus Hart saw Sophie leaving, apparently in a huff. A subtle smile touched Minimus’s lips. Maniac, you won’t be smug for long.

Thomas Shannon casually extinguished the cigarette butt in the ashtray, rose, and quickly chased after Sophie.

”Maniac, stop!”

In the corridor, Thomas Shannon’s deep voice rang out.

Sophie’s footsteps didn’t falter in the slightest. Instead, she quickened her pace towards the bedroom. She pushed open the door and, before Thomas Shannon could follow her inside, slammed it shut.

SLAM!

The door reverberated with the force. Thomas Shannon recoiled just in time to avoid being hit. Frowning, he pushed the door open. He saw Sophie standing before the floor-to-ceiling windows. Closing the door behind him, he undid two buttons on his shirt, his gaze locked on her back. ”What kind of madness are you up to now?”

Sophie’s arms were crossed over her chest as she let out a cold sneer.

Thomas Shannon grabbed her arm, pulling her around to face him. His eyes narrowed dangerously, his face etched with displeasure. ”Tell me, what kind of madness are you up to?”

Sophie’s lips curled, her eyes cold. ”In your eyes, is this me going mad?”

”Isn’t it?”

What a retort!

Sophie forcefully wrenched her arm from his grasp and turned to the window, her voice cold and tinged with resentment. ”Fine, then assume I’m going mad.”

Thinking about her visit to the medical office earlier, could it be that her face hadn’t healed well?

Thomas Shannon forcefully turned her head to face him. He lowered his gaze, scrutinizing her. ”Is your face not healing well?”

”Don’t jinx me!”

Thomas Shannon was rendered speechless.

She’s acting like she ate gunpowder!

Sophie impatiently jerked her hand free. ”Thomas Shannon, I don’t want to see you.” Her slender, pale fingers swept a graceful arc through the air, finally pointing towards the door. ”Get out.”

Commanding him?

Daring to command him?