Pampered by My Secret Husband

”Young Master, why not explain to the Young Madam?” Ignoring the calls like this isn’t a solution...

It’s obvious that Charlie River is more anxious than the emperor’s eunuch, while Thomas Shannon shows not a hint of panic.

To put it more accurately, he’s still in the midst of anger.

That gloomy expression on his face made the air pressure in the main hall so low it felt oppressive.

Charlie River lowered his head respectfully, ”Young Master, I spoke out of turn.”

The caller was not willing to give up, repeatedly dialing, determined to get through until he answered.

Thomas Shannon’s thin lips pressed tightly into a line, his cold eyes as if laced with ice, chilling and penetrating, ”Answer it.”

A concise command, Charlie River understood immediately, ”Yes, Young Master.”

He picked up the mobile phone, hesitated, and still didn’t answer right away, ”Young Master, what should I say?”

”Be enthusiastic, polite, and evasive.”

Charlie River carefully pondered these three key points and indeed found them full of essence, nodding in understanding, ”Young Master, I understand!”

Answering the phone, Charlie River smilingly said, ”Young Madam, are you looking for the Young Master?”

Sophie Sullivan’s furious voice came through, ”Who are you calling Young Madam? Have Thomas Shannon take the call!”

”Apologies, Young Madam. The Young Master is in a meeting and can’t take your call at the moment. If you have any messages, I will relay them to the Young Master directly.”

”Charlie River, tell me, was the explosion at Walton Manor your doing?”

Charlie River glanced at the man seated on the sofa, whose expression was gloomy, adhering to the ’enthusiasm, politeness, and evasiveness’ principle, he said, ”Young Madam, what explosion? I’m not aware of this matter. Could there be some misunderstanding?”

”Misunderstanding? Charlie River, try playing dumb with me again?!” Sophie Sullivan was so enraged she could explode; indeed, to each kind of master, their subordinates are just the same!

Unruly subordinates, following the same unruly nature!

”Young Madam, please don’t be angry, the explosion you mentioned, I truly don’t know. How about I find out the situation and report it to the Young Master so he can explain it to you, how does that sound?”

”No need.” Sophie Sullivan took a deep breath, holding her aching head with one hand, ”Tell Thomas Shannon, I never want to see him again in this life! Tell him to get as far away as he can, such a coward who dares to act but not to take responsibility!”

After speaking, Sophie Sullivan didn’t give Charlie River a chance to reply, immediately hanging up the phone.

Charlie River heard the busy tone from the mobile phone, respectfully putting it down, he addressed Thomas Shannon, ”Young Master, the Young Madam is very angry, she said...”

”What did she say?” Thomas Shannon took a deep drag from his cigarette, his cold eyes observing him.

Charlie River braced himself, ”The Young Madam said she never wants to see you again in this life, also said... you’re a coward who dares to act but not to take responsibility.”

Receiving no response for a long time, Charlie River raised his eyelids, taking a glance.

That glance left him somewhat shocked.

The man sitting on the sofa had his cigarette paused awkwardly in the same position, the cigarette ash burnt to the fingertips before he came back to his senses.

After extinguishing the cigarette butt, Thomas Shannon’s eyes were bloodshot, his expression weary as he rubbed his forehead, ”Let her be.”

Even without the explosion at Walton Manor, she wouldn’t easily forgive him.

Anyway, in her heart, there was only her beloved fiance and her childhood sweetheart Lucifer.

To her, Thomas Shannon was just dispensable, someone to be flattered when useful, and decisively kicked aside without hesitation when no longer needed.