Thomas Shannon's forehead veins popped, "You said you would take me home?"
She actually deceived his feelings!
Thomas Shannon's thin lips pressed into a line, showing clear displeasure. Sophie Sullivan broke free from Lucifer's hand, jogged to Thomas Shannon, lifted her delicate small face, squinting and smiling at him, softly said, "You know, I can't go home now, so, when I take back my home later, I'll take you home."
After she finished speaking, she boldly reached out in public, patting Thomas Shannon's handsomely gloomy face to soothe him, "You'll have to stay at the hotel for now, okay?"
Thomas Shannon grabbed her hand as she was about to withdraw it, tightly holding it in his palm, casting a cold gaze towards Lucifer, "You're coming with me."
"No way, my aunt is waiting for me to return..."
"I'm going too."
Sophie was so annoyed she laughed, raising her hand to pat his chest, "Thomas Shannon, how can you be like this? Lucifer didn't invite you; you can't go."
