Pampered by My Secret Husband-Chapter 557 - 560: Little maniac, you really disappoint me.

Sophie and Lucifer took their seats. Thomas Shannon, his face gloomy, pulled out a chair and sat on Sophie’s other side.

Sophie sat uncomfortably between the two dangerous individuals.

Lucifer and Thomas Shannon’s presence was too strong. She couldn’t ignore it even if she wanted to.

One side felt as warm as spring, the other bitingly cold.

Being sandwiched between them, Sophie was truly tormented.

After breakfast, Sophie expressed her concerns. "I’ve been missing for one day and one night. If Frank Mitchell can’t find me, he’ll definitely target Old Mr. Standford. So, we must find a way to save him."

Lucifer looked curious. "Cecilia Branford, who’s Old Mr. Standford?"

"He’s the doctor who performed my facial restoration surgery."

Lucifer reached out, his fingertips gently caressing Sophie’s face. "So, he’s the doctor who restored Cecilia Branford’s beauty?"

SLAP!

A crisp sound.

Lucifer’s hand was hit by an apple. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝕨𝕖𝗯𝚗𝚘𝕧𝕖𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝕞

He frowned in pain, glaring angrily at the gloomy man across from him, who was tapping one of his long legs. "What an incredibly rude fellow!"

Thomas Shannon snorted disdainfully. "Has Frank Mitchell contacted you?"

"No." Sophie shook her head. "He already attacked Old Mr. Standford’s men before. I’m worried that my disappearance this time will provoke Frank Mitchell."

Old Mr. Standford is innocent, Sophie thought. I don’t want him to be implicated because of me. No matter what, Old Mr. Standford is my benefactor. Even if I usually complain about him, I still cherish the kindness he’s shown me. This time, I’ve come to Country J determined to save Old Mr. Standford. If anything happens to him, not only will my face not recover, but I’ll also be consumed by guilt and remorse.

"You should contact Frank Mitchell first," Thomas Shannon said, his gaze calm as he quickly gave the instruction. "Probe his intentions and try to stabilize him."

Sophie understood. She returned to her bedroom, picked up her mobile phone, and called Frank Mitchell.

The phone rang for a long time before it was answered. Faintly, she heard a woman’s voice on the other end.

"Little maniac, you’ve really disappointed me." Frank Mitchell’s sinister voice came through the phone.

Sophie laughed. "I don’t like having two tails following me, so I shook your people off."

"Is that all?"

Sophie’s smile faltered. "What do you mean?"

"Little maniac, I should have known you came prepared. You injured my men, and now you have the leisure to chat with me?"

Injured his men?

Sophie instinctively looked at Lucifer. His deep blue eyes were still clear. He seemed to realize something, a small smile playing on his lips.

Sophie covered the mouthpiece of her phone and whispered, "Were you the one who had Frank Mitchell’s men injured?"

"They were tailing you. They deserved to be punished!"

Sophie: "..."

She was actually speechless.

Sophie took a deep breath. How can I explain this to Frank Mitchell and smooth things over?

Hearing Frank Mitchell’s cold voice from the other end, Sophie put the phone back to her ear. "Frank Mitchell, I don’t understand what you’re talking about."

I definitely can’t admit to this. So, I’ll just have to deny it to the end.

"Don’t understand?" Frank Mitchell chuckled. "Let me tell you, Thomas Shannon rushed to Country J overnight last night. Wasn’t he looking for you?"

He’s already found out Thomas Shannon’s whereabouts?

The thought of George Field and his son made Sophie glance worriedly at Thomas Shannon.