Having worked up a sweat, she returned to her bedroom and took a bath.
Wearing a pale moonlight white silk robe, Sophie Sullivan lay down on the bed and soon fell asleep.
Sophie Sullivan slept very soundly.
When she woke up, she rubbed her eyes in a daze and glanced at the time – it was already 5:40 p.m.
That meant Thomas Shannon would soon be home.
She got up, opened her wardrobe, and her slender, pale index finger slid across rows of dresses. Finally, it stopped on a red dress.
She took off her sleep gown and put on the Dolce&Gabbana limited edition for the season, an extravagant court-inspired dress that emphasized her feminine elegance and nobility to the fullest.
Sophie Sullivan's graceful curves were perfectly accentuated.
Half past six in the evening.
Dinner was prepared and waiting to be served.
Sophie Sullivan sat on the sofa, hugging Harry absentmindedly, stroking its fur from time to time.
"Young Master, you're back."
