Pampered by My Secret Husband

Chapter 332: Chapter 334: Give me water, water!

Sophie Sullivan annoyedly let go of her hand. She was not scared at all!

Thomas Shannon took her small hand and gently pried it open. ”Of course, I’m dealing with public matters. Otherwise, what do you think I’m doing on a business trip—traveling for pleasure?”

”Can I go with you?”

Thomas Shannon’s slightly cold eyes fell on her face. She was becoming harder for him to read.

”You didn’t used to be so dependent on me, maniac.”

Sophie Sullivan blew at the strands of hair that fell on her cheeks. ”So, habit is truly a terrible thing. Never mind, forget what I said.”

Withdrawing her hand, Sophie Sullivan turned and sat down on the chaise lounge.

She looked as if she didn’t plan on interacting with him any longer.

Thomas Shannon laughed softly. ”Have a good rest,” he said, and then left.

He departed.

Thomas Shannon, accompanied by Charlie River and the man in black, left the villa in a low-key yet domineering black Bentley motorcade.

「...」

「Airport.」

The man in black escorted William Field out through the special passage.

William Field was taken instantly to the biggest club in City T, Balcon Gate.

Inside the top-level private room, luxurious and imposing decorations showcased a magnificent and distinguished style at every turn.

KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK.

Charlie River knocked on the door and entered. ”Young Master, we’ve brought William Field.”

”Bring him in.”

The pale-faced William Field was dragged into the private room by the man in black. The blindfold covering his eyes was then removed.

Upon recognizing the person before him, he squinted his venomous eyes. ”It’s you?”

”Young Master Field, long time no see.”

Thomas Shannon sat leisurely with his long legs crossed, holding a glass of Vodka and sipping it casually.

”So, this is how you treat guests in Country S, Young Master Shannon? ’The Land of Etiquette’—truly a hollow reputation.” William Field glanced at the man in black restraining him and struggled forcefully twice.

Treating guests?

A very faint hint of mockery touched the corner of Thomas Shannon’s mouth. He stood up, one hand holding the wine glass, the other a cigarette with flickering sparks.

Lowering his head, he looked at William Field. ”Young Master Field, do you really think I went through all this trouble to bring you here just to invite you as a guest?”

”My father won’t let you go!”

”Heh.” Thomas Shannon raised the Vodka in his hand above William Field’s head and, with a cold smile, poured it over him.

”What a coincidence, I won’t let you go either. Your father’s birthday is in a few days, isn’t it? It’s about time I sent him a special gift.”

William Field’s eyes flashed with a resentful, ominous glint as he glared at Thomas Shannon. His gaze seemed poisoned, filled with extreme malice. ”Thomas Shannon, I suggest you let me go...”

Before he could finish, Thomas Shannon, exhaling a puff of smoke, raised his hand and touched the cigarette to William Field’s hair.

WHOOSH.

William Field’s hair instantly caught fire. Screaming in pain, he writhed and struggled. The fire spread quickly, and he soon turned into a fireball.

”Ahh... Water! Water!”

Roaring, William Field instantly threw himself on the ground and rolled quickly.

By rolling, he managed to put out the fire on his body.

The air filled with the smell of burnt hair.

The stench was nauseatingly foul.

Three minutes later, the oily, braided hair was gone, replaced by a charred, bald head.

William Field stood up, grabbed a chair, and swung it forcefully at Thomas Shannon. ”Die!”

Just as the chair was about to hit, Thomas Shannon dodged nimbly.

A perfect dodge!

The man in black immediately restrained William Field, landing several heavy punches on him.

A large mouthful of blood erupted from William Field’s mouth.