"I want to banter with you to relieve my boredom. At worst, I’ll have Charlie River bring you back."

George Stanford listened to this sentence and wondered why it didn’t make him happy?

Sophie Sullivan waved her hand, "Go on, I won’t see you off."

"You heartless little Fiona, can’t you at least see me off!" George Stanford couldn’t hold back and glared at her with a sour face.

Sophie Sullivan squinted her eyes and smiled lightly, "Then I’ll have Gaby see you off."

Gaby?

That tiger?

George Stanford quickly slipped away, clasping his hands, "Young Master Shannon, the mountains remain unchanged and the rivers flow long, we’ll meet again if fate allows!"

After dropping these words, he ran off like a flash.

"Old Mr. Standford, look at you go!" Sophie Sullivan laughed until she trembled with joy. When George Stanford’s shadow completely disappeared from her line of sight, she suddenly fell silent again.

Thomas Shannon watched her emotional contrast and hooked his lips into a smile, "Should I have Charlie River bring him back now?"

"No need."

Sophie Sullivan shook her head, afraid that he might actually have Charlie bring Old Mr. Standford back. He was right; the hospital was his turf.

Thomas Shannon’s manor, fortified and as secure as a fortress, was not a place anyone could enter at will.

It’s an impossible task to have patients enter the manor for treatment in the medical office. Besides, George Stanford might feel more at ease in the hospital.

Anyway, they’re both in the Imperial City; she can visit him at the hospital or have Charlie bring him back to catch up.

Once she thought about it this way, Sophie Sullivan understood.

Thomas Shannon turned his head and instructed, "Send Dr. Standford home and settle him properly."

"I understand, Young Master."

George Stanford cured the madman’s face, credited for his effort, and the Young Master would not treat him badly.

Charlie River immediately went out to personally send George Stanford away.

Sophie Sullivan lay on the sofa, glancing sideways at the man next to her, "Aren’t you going to the company?"

"Do you want me to go?"

Thomas Shannon analyzed her with an ill-intended gaze, from head to toe.

Sophie Sullivan coldly glared at him, "Nonsense, you’re an eyesore."

"What will you do if I go to the company?" Thomas Shannon asked in a husky voice by her ear, "Can your legs walk?"

A needle that hit right on the mark...

Sophie Sullivan wanted to argue, but couldn’t.

Because he was telling the truth; Sophie’s legs were still weak even now.

Seeing her speechless and aggrieved expression, Thomas Shannon laughed deeply, wrapping an arm around her waist, "Admit it, you can’t live without me."

"It’s not that I can’t live without you, but I can’t live without your labor."

Sophie Sullivan said, patting his shoulder, "Carry me to the medical office, Coachman."

Thomas Shannon snorted coldly but still carried her to the medical office.

William Guillen is in the company; he only comes back after work to care for Fluffy Zane.

To take care of Fluffy Zane, he moved into the next room, despite her numerous refusals of his care. He was persistent and insisted.

Thomas Shannon placed Sophie Sullivan at the doorway, and Sophie turned her head arrogantly, lifting up her delicate chin, "You can go now."

Use and discard, she really was embodying the spirit of an ingrate with full vigor.

If Sophie Sullivan dared claim second, no one would dare claim first.

Sophie Sullivan knocked on the door and entered the room.

Inside the room, Fluffy Zane was flipping through a magazine, with two nurses watching over her.

Upon hearing the noise, all three looked over.

Their gaze was drawn to Sophie Sullivan’s face, and the three were stunned by her captivating beauty for a long time.