After breakfast, Sophie Sullivan lay down to rest.
Miraculously, Thomas Shannon didn't cause her much trouble and left the bedroom.
Thomas Shannon was about to leave with Charlie River when Amelia Shaw, who had been sitting on the sofa, stood up. "Thomas, are you going to the company?"
Thomas Shannon walked out without a glance in her direction. Amelia Shaw quickly caught up, gently tugging his sleeve. "Can you take me with you?"
His cold gaze traveled from her hand, slowly upward, finally settling on her slightly nervous face. "You?"
Biting her lip, Amelia Shaw nodded. "Can I go to the company and help you?"
"There's no need."
"Then, can I go to the company and make coffee for you?"
Thomas Shannon raised his hand and gently pried her fingers from his sleeve. His lips curled into an almost cruel smile. "The company isn't short of secretaries."
Amelia Shaw felt as if her heart were bleeding. Why? Why couldn't he see her sorrow?
"Charlie, let's go."
