"Thomas Shannon, let me go..."
"Answer me!"
The pressure on her chin suddenly tightened, and Sophie's forehead broke out in a fine, cold sweat from the pain.
She gasped, her whole body trembling slightly, and looked at him with a gaze filled with hatred, "I don't need your indulgence, Thomas Shannon, I have nothing to do with you!"
Where is Lucifer?
Why hasn't Lucifer come yet?
Thomas Shannon has gone mad. What exactly does he want? Where is he taking her?
Inside, Sophie felt uneasy, but she maintained a calm exterior. The calmer she appeared, the more it infuriated Thomas Shannon.
"Nothing to do with me?" Thomas Shannon sneered, his eyes tinged with bloodshot lines, "Sophie, listen to me, you'll never have nothing to do with me in this lifetime."
Dangerous signals emanated from his eyes, causing Sophie's heart to sink heavily, her actions reacting faster than her brain.
She turned and ran.
"You can't escape."
The man let out a disdainful scoff, arrogant and overbearing.
