Pampered by My Secret Husband

Chapter 649: Chapter 652: Your Backing Is Here

She smiled slightly, neither humble nor arrogant, and asked, ”Maniac, forgive me for not being able to guess your intentions.”

”Good one, not being able to guess.”

Sophie Sullivan smiled faintly, her eyes cold and clear, staring straight at her.

Minimus Hart remained calm and composed, meeting her gaze with a dazzling smile at the corners of her lips.

It was more of a provocation than a smile.

Sophie Sullivan turned her head and glanced at Thomas Shannon. The man’s thin lips covered hers in a light peck.

He knew what she was thinking; she just wanted to stir up some trouble.

As long as she was happy, it didn’t matter who she inconvenienced.

Sophie Sullivan hadn’t said anything yet when she saw Thomas Shannon give her a nod. She raised her eyebrows in surprise and asked, ”You know what I want to say?”

”Do whatever you want.” Thomas Shannon grabbed one of her soft, boneless little hands and pressed it against his chest. ”Your support is here,” he said, his voice cold and laced with a wicked arrogance.

That one sentence completely dispelled all the doubts in Sophie Sullivan’s heart.

She smirked and said proudly, ”You’re the one who said it.”

”Mm,” Thomas Shannon’s voice was low and deep, his cold eyes crinkling with a smile.

Being watched by him, Sophie Sullivan felt her cheeks begin to burn. She immediately averted her gaze and looked at Minimus Hart.

Minimus Hart had also heard what Thomas Shannon just said, and her heart skipped a beat. A bad feeling washed over her... This time, Sophie Sullivan probably wouldn’t miss this opportunity to teach her a lesson, even without evidence. Sophie Sullivan’s personality was erratic and ruthless. Regardless of whether there was evidence or not, if she wanted to do something and got Thomas Shannon’s permission, she would do it with utter recklessness.

”Minimus Hart, Old Mr. Standford had an accident. Did you know?” Sophie Sullivan asked casually, her eyes, cold as they stared at Minimus Hart, held an almost imperceptible trace of ruthlessness.

Minimus Hart dared not underestimate her. ”Dr. Standford was injured. Of course, I know about that.”

”Do you have anything to say?”

”I am very sorry to hear it, and I hope Dr. Standford recovers soon so he can perform the reparative surgery on you, maniac.”

Sophie Sullivan laughed. ”Truly?”

Minimus Hart smiled and nodded. ”Truly.”

”I don’t believe you. What do you think I should do about that?” Sophie Sullivan asked, propping her head on one hand with a puzzled expression, watching Minimus Hart at her leisure.

Minimus Hart’s body stiffened slightly. She knew Sophie Sullivan wouldn’t let this go so easily. It seems I can’t escape this time. Even if I can’t escape, I have to minimize the damage.

”I’m sorry I couldn’t make you believe me. However, I have no other way to change anyone’s mind, including any malicious speculation or unprovoked targeting aimed at me.”

What malicious speculation and unprovoked targeting indeed!

For the first time, Sophie Sullivan felt the power of words. She turned her head, looked at Thomas Shannon, and said, ”Did you hear that? She says I’m maliciously speculating about her and targeting her for no reason.”

”Are you?”

”Of course not.”

Thomas Shannon’s eyes turned sharp, and the cold, stern aura emanating from him made the air pressure in the vicinity drop to an oppressive low.

Minimus Hart knew she had angered the Young Master. Without hesitation, she knelt, prostrating herself on the ground in a show of deference. ”Young Master, please calm your anger.”

”TSK TSK.” Sophie Sullivan stroked her chin with one hand. ”Now that’s the insight a maid leader should have.”

Sophie Sullivan stood up and walked over to Minimus Hart. Looking down at the woman kneeling at her feet, she asked, ”Minimus Hart, do you really have nothing to say about Old Mr. Standford’s situation?”

”I have nothing to say.”

Sophie Sullivan lifted her foot and stepped on the back of Minimus Hart’s hand, which was pressed against the floor. Grinding it forcefully, she asked, ”A clear conscience?”

”My conscience is clear!”