Pampered by My Secret Husband

Andres’s smile froze slightly, what does he mean?

Does he just disregard him?

Actually sending a bodyguard to accompany him, it’s outrageous!

Watching Thomas Shannon’s figure leaving, Andres calculated quietly in his heart, treating him indifferently now doesn’t matter.

Once he meets Cecilia Branford and falls for Cecilia, would his status still be low?

......

Country F.

Sophie Sullivan received a phone call she never expected, the caller was Old Mr. Stanford.

”Old Mr. Stanford, what happened?”

Old Mr. Stanford wouldn’t call her for no reason, something must have happened.

Could it be... he’s facing some difficulty?

George Stanford hesitated, ”Fiona... there’s something, I’m not sure I should say...”

Sophie Sullivan’s corner of the mouth twitched twice, ”Old Mr. Stanford, can you not call me Fiona?”

”Lila?”

Sophie Sullivan felt like spitting blood, ”Forget it, you better call me Fiona.”

”Speak business, don’t keep interrupting.” George Stanford said disdainfully, ”Two days ago something happened, I’m not sure I should say, Fiona... you should be mentally prepared.”

Sophie Sullivan was indifferent, she laughed, ”Alright, Old Mr. Stanford, don’t be so mysterious, what could possibly happen, just spill it.”

”Two days ago Young Master Shannon came to me... asked me to do something for him.”

”What?” Sophie Sullivan lowered her gaze, looking at her fingertips, asked casually.

George Stanford cleared his throat, ”Young Master Shannon asked me to modify another girl to look like your face.”

”What did you say?”

Sophie Sullivan’s eye color darkened, and suddenly sat up from the sofa, ”What is Thomas Shannon planning to do?”

To modify another girl to look like her?

Ridiculous!

Her face has now become a plastic surgery template, one Isabel isn’t enough, even Thomas Shannon wants to get involved!

That’s enough!

”Fiona, don’t get emotional, I told you to be mentally prepared, why are you still so worked up... young people need to calm down, avoid arrogance and impatience...”

Sophie Sullivan grabbed a cushion in irritation, grasped the tassel tightly with one hand, ”Did you agree?”

”Didn’t I not agree, came to discuss with you. Fiona, do you think I should agree?”

”Professional specialization, Old Mr. Stanford, remember you’re not a plastic surgeon, don’t get involved in such messy things, understand?”

George Stanford felt the same way, he just didn’t understand why, out of the blue, Thomas Shannon would make such a request.

What exactly is he planning?

After asking this, Sophie Sullivan didn’t directly answer him, ”Old Mr. Stanford, in short, whatever Thomas Shannon asks you to do again, don’t agree. I’ve had a falling out with him, if he gives you trouble, call me anytime, I’ll bring you to Country F.”

”We’ll see...” George Stanford’s voice sounded perfunctory; his Shawna is in Country A, how could he bear to leave here.

Sophie Sullivan didn’t pressure him, just reminded him that if there’s any danger he can reach out to her anytime.

After hanging up, Sophie Sullivan’s frustrated heart still couldn’t calm down.

What exactly does Thomas Shannon want, is he crazy?

Does he want to play with cloning?

Even if he has someone create a hundred people with the same appearance as her, none of those people is Cecilia Branford.

She took the water cup from the tea table, gulped down a cup of water to force herself to calm down.

Putting down the cushion, she got up and left the bedroom.

Went downstairs, Lucifer and Gaby were playing on the lawn, it was afternoon.