Sophie Sullivan seemed lost in thought. The servant arranged the dishes one by one, but she still didn't pick up her chopsticks.
Her cheek was suddenly pinched.
Sophie winced in pain and glared at Thomas Shannon, "What are you doing?"
"Didn't you say you were hungry? Eat!"
Sophie slowly exhaled. Only now did she remember to ask what exactly had happened yesterday.
"Who tried to harm me yesterday?"
"The swimming pool lifesaver, overcome by lust."
Sophie couldn't help but scoff. A swimming pool lifesaver? Was he joking with her? Would being overcome by lust compel someone to dive underwater, put ankle chains on her, and try to drown her in the pool?
"Thomas Shannon, do you really believe it was the lifesaver who acted out of lust?"
Thomas Shannon ate his meal with refined elegance, not making a single sound.
He was like a living page from an etiquette textbook, his grace forming such a perfect picture that one would hesitate to disturb it.
