Pampered by My Secret Husband-Chapter 648 - 651: Disagreement with One Word

A look of embarrassment flashed across the maid’s face. As she raised her head, she saw Thomas Shannon striding in on his long legs.

The maid immediately bowed respectfully. "Young Master."

"Why are you standing there? Do as she says!"

The imposing air radiating from Thomas Shannon gave off an intimidating aura. The maid shivered and hurriedly nodded in agreement. "Yes... Yes, Young Master! I’ll call her immediately!"

With that, she turned and stumbled as she quickly ran out.

Sophie Sullivan sat on the sofa, contentedly sipping the fruit juice brought by a servant, while Thomas Shannon sat down beside her with interest. 𝘧𝓇ℯ𝑒𝓌𝑒𝑏𝓃𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭.𝒸ℴ𝓂

Sophie, in a good mood, offered him the half-finished fruit juice with a flirtatious glance. "Want some?"

"..."

Sophie rolled her eyes at him. "Forget it if you don’t want it!"

Thomas Shannon casually draped his long arm around her shoulders, as if he had already drawn her body into his possessive embrace.

"Who said I don’t want it? Feed me," he said lazily.

Sophie dawdled, hesitating. The man urged in a low, hoarse voice, "Hurry up."

Reluctantly, Sophie held the cup to his thin lips. "Drink up."

The man’s cold eyes shone with interest. He chuckled, as if sighing, "Fennie, you’re still the most well-behaved and adorable when you’re asking for favors."

Sophie glared at him with a fierce expression. "Fennie is not well-behaved at all!"

Seeing her deliberately trying to look tough, Thomas Shannon couldn’t help but raise his hand and rub her head, chuckling softly.

Sophie felt insulted. She indignantly finished the remaining fruit juice, not leaving a single drop for him!

Minimus Hart was hastily summoned by the maid. On the way, the maid had only managed to convey a rough outline: apparently, the maniac was back.

As soon as the maniac returned, she had specifically asked for Minimus Hart by name. She looked aggressive, as if intending to make a move on her.

Minimus Hart was unconcerned, asking, "And?"

"It’s... It’s the Young Master’s order," the maid stammered. "The Young Master is there too, and he was the one who told me to come get you, Sister Minnie. Sister Minnie, I don’t think that maniac has good intentions this time; you need to be careful."

"Don’t worry, she can’t touch me." A sinister glint flickered in Minimus Hart’s eyes.

Sophie Sullivan has no evidence against me; she can’t do anything to me.

Besides, over so many years, I’ve completed countless missions and made many significant contributions for the Young Master.

The Young Master wouldn’t punish me easily.

At most, I’ll suffer some wounds to my flesh.

That Sophie Sullivan isn’t capable of taking my life.

Stepping into the castle, Minimus Hart approached Thomas Shannon with a humble expression, bowing respectfully. "Young Master, did you summon me?"

Minimus Hart, dressed in a maid outfit, her every action and movement conformed to the rules. Indeed, she appeared to be the most qualified maid. Otherwise, she wouldn’t have ascended to the position of maid leader. She had earned her current position through her own efforts.

Thomas Shannon lounged with his long legs crossed. His thin lips hooked slightly as he said lazily, "She’s the one looking for you."

Hearing this, Minimus Hart looked up, her puzzled gaze falling upon Sophie Sullivan. "Maniac, what do you want with me?"

"Minimus Hart, care to guess why I’m looking for you?"

Thomas Shannon’s arm was still draped over Sophie’s shoulders. It’s so heavy! Sophie flung his arm off with one hand, but it snaked back around within a few seconds. After this happened a few times, she tired of it and let him be.

This scene, in Minimus Hart’s eyes, became an act of Sophie Sullivan showing off to her.