Thomas Shannon remained motionless, not even lifting his eye sight.
He seemed completely unconcerned about her unreasonable tantrum.
"Young Master, are you angry?"
Sophie Sullivan's soft body gently pressed against his chest. "Are you angry because of what just happened?"
Sophie Sullivan didn't know that a small prank would make Thomas Shannon so angry.
During the more than ten hours of flight, he hadn't communicated with her at all.
He was resting in the bedroom, and Sophie Sullivan hesitated, wondering whether to go to the bedroom to rest as well.
The consequence of her hesitation was that she fell asleep outside by herself.
When the airplane landed, she was still groggy.
After getting off the airplane and leaving the airport, she arrived at the hotel. This was Bali Island, a renowned holiday destination.
Sophie Sullivan touched her mask with melancholy. This face... it always feels like a heavy stone pressing on the tip of my heart.
