If it weren't for Sophie Sullivan wearing a mask, he would have rushed to Country F right now and dragged that reckless woman back for a harsh beating.
Charlie River secretly breathed a sigh of relief; fortunately, the Young Master was not in a rage.
Otherwise, there would certainly be collateral damage.
Taking the mobile phone, Charlie River immediately responded, "Yes, Young Master. I will immediately warn the people over there to be more alert. If similar situations arise again, they should immediately nip them in the bud once they see signs of trouble."
Thomas Shannon snorted coldly and was about to head upstairs, when he saw Cheryl Chew quickly descending from the building.
She had taken a bath and was wearing a pink nightgown, exposing only her slender arms and evenly-shaped legs. Her long black hair was still damp, casually draped behind her.
"Brother Shannon, you're back?"
