"Once out of the desert, she shows her true colors." Thomas Shannon's voice, cold and menacing, seemed to hiss from between his teeth, laced with a cruel edge. "If she's not a con woman, then what is she?"
Charlie River said weakly, "Young Master, everything that happened in the desert was planned in advance... So, Young Master, you deceived her too."
Thomas Shannon removed the hand covering his eyes, his cold eyes flaring a deeper crimson. "Who would go to such lengths to design all of this if they didn't care about her?"
It was all to see clearly if he had a place in her heart.
Thomas had already been hurt in love once; this time, he absolutely would not repeat the same mistake.
He disdained to pour out his heart and soul again, to give his all for a woman who didn't have him in her heart.
But if she truly had him in her heart, he wouldn't mind giving her the stars or even the Moony!
