Holding her finger tightly, Thomas Shannon's smile was cold and bloodthirsty, "Cecilia, you know I'm capable of anything, don't force me to kill him."
"You dare!"
Sophie Sullivan was trembling with anger, and in the next second, she pounced on Thomas Shannon, biting him.
Thomas Shannon sneered, allowing her to bite him, his eyes cold and devoid of warmth, carrying an anger in dark. Since it was already bad, he didn't mind making it worse.
"You left a mark on me, and likewise, I will leave my mark on you. Sophie, you can't escape."
Upon hearing this sentence, Sophie let go of him, raised her hand to wipe her lips, and snorted coldly, "You reminded me not to easily leave a mark on you."
Otherwise, she'd be the one at a disadvantage.
Lucifer returned with Angus, witnessing the confrontation between the two of them.
"Cecilia, what's going on?"
Sophie raised her hand, smoothing her hair, her body leaning against the head of the bed. "It's nothing."
