Pampered by My Secret Husband

Cheryl Chew was pulled up by a man in black and sent back to the castle.

Lying on the bed, Cheryl Chew cried out loud. Finally, she picked up the phone and called Mrs. Shannon.

”Godmother...”

As soon as she spoke, that choked and sobbing voice frightened Mrs. Shannon.

”Fit, what’s wrong?” Mrs. Shannon asked worriedly, her heart tightening at the sound of Cheryl Chew’s crying.

”Godmother, I have an elder sister...”

Mrs. Shannon was shocked on the spot. She has an elder sister?

How could she have an elder sister?

”Fit, tell your godmother, who told you this?”

Cheryl Chew wiped away her tears and choked out, ”I saw it myself. She looks a lot like me. She is an orphan and has suffered a lot since childhood... I took her hair for DNA identification, and we really are sisters.”

Mrs. Shannon’s eyes became complicated. She raised her hand, supporting her forehead, ”Fit, stop crying. Godmother will come and find you to clear this up, okay?”

”Okay, godmother, I’ll wait for you...”

Cheryl Chew also hoped Mrs. Shannon could come over quickly. Otherwise, who knows what fate would await Raina Bell.

No matter what the outcome is, she must save her before she gets hurt.

After putting down the phone, Mrs. Shannon immediately asked people to prepare for the flight to Imperial City.

In the evening, James Shannon’s connecting flight landed at Imperial City International Airport.

Under the escort of men in black, Mrs. Shannon and James Shannon left the airport together, got into the car, and headed for Thomas Shannon’s manor.

The butler led the servants to line up for a welcome. Those female slaves, not allowed on the scene, were all sent back to their rooms.

”Slow down, be careful, watch your step.” James Shannon frowned, supporting Mrs. Shannon’s arm, signaling her to look down.

Mrs. Shannon shook off his hand, ”Fit was crying like that, how can I not be anxious?”

Stepping into the main hall and looking around, not seeing Cheryl Chew, Mrs. Shannon asked the servant, ”Where is Fit?”

”Madam, Miss Fit is resting in the bedroom upstairs. I’ll take you to her.”

Guided by the servant, Mrs. Shannon arrived at Cheryl Chew’s bedroom, seeing the little girl crying into tears, it pained her greatly.

”Fit, don’t cry, godmother is here.” Mrs. Shannon hugged Cheryl Chew. Cheryl Chew pulled the DNA test report from the bedside table’s drawer, sobbing uncontrollably, ”Godmother, look... she really is my sister. She suffered so much, whereas I...”

Cheryl Chew couldn’t continue. Her sister suffered so much, yet she lived better than anyone else. This fact filled her with immense guilt.

Mrs. Shannon looked at the expertise report, her expression turning grave.

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Country F.

Inside the spacious palace luxurious restaurant.

The servants stood with their heads lowered on both sides, serving. Sophie Sullivan leisurely ate breakfast, chatting intermittently with Lucifer.

Thomas Shannon, today, was uncharacteristically silent, not saying a word throughout, remaining silent.

Sophie Sullivan was still wondering, did Thomas Shannon change his nature?

After breakfast, Thomas Shannon called her over, a cigarette between his fingers, other hand in his suit trouser pocket, his long eyes slightly narrowing with the action of smoking, ”Fennie, there’s an urgent matter I need to personally go back to the country to handle. I’ll be leaving shortly.”

Sophie Sullivan was a bit surprised but quickly accepted it, curving her lips into a smile, ”Goodbye.”

The motion of Thomas Shannon smoking paused, his dark eyes deep and penetrating as he stared at her, ”That’s all you’re going to say to me?”