Pampered by My Secret Husband

Andres smiled silently, who laughs last is still uncertain.

A large group of people left the hotel in grand fashion and headed towards the Golden Wing Palace.

Andres got into Thomas Shannon’s car, while Sophie Sullivan sat in her car, massaging her forehead with one hand. Derek asked worriedly, ”Miss Cecilia Branford, should we find a way to kidnap Andres?”

Kidnap Andres?

Sophie thought for a moment, shook her head, and said, ”Not advisable. Once Andres finalizes the deal with Thomas Shannon, it will be a threat to me. Kidnapping Andres would only infuriate Thomas Shannon, so... I have to stay.”

At least with her presence here, there’s a chance to prevent Thomas Shannon and Andres from reaching a collaboration.

At the Golden Wing Palace, the manager was already waiting at the grandly decorated gate.

The car door opened, and he bowed respectfully, ”Good morning, President.”

Thomas Shannon’s handsome face showed little expression, and in a deep voice, he asked, ”Is everything arranged?”

”Rest assured, President, everything has been arranged as per your instructions.”

Thomas Shannon glanced at the already alighted Andres, nodding slightly, ”Lead the way.”

”Yes, President.” The manager gestured invitingly, ”Please follow me, everyone.”

Sophie deliberately slowed her pace, not wanting to enter the elevator with Thomas Shannon.

The man who had already stepped into the elevator cast an eagle-like sharp gaze on her face, his thin lips curling into an elusive smile, ”Miss Cecilia Branford, why aren’t you coming in?”

”Too crowded.”

Sophie replied tersely, not wanting to refuse too openly.

Thomas Shannon glanced at the man in black beside him, who knowingly exited the elevator and made a gesture inviting Sophie in, ”Miss Cecilia Branford, please.”

Sophie: ”...”

Couldn’t they just pretend not to see her?

With so many pairs of eyes watching her, waiting for her next move, Sophie had no choice but to brace herself and step into the elevator.

Thomas Shannon gripped her wrist with one hand, pulling her to his side.

”Miss Cecilia Branford, stand here.”

Sophie: ”...”

Why must he touch her when speaking?

Upon reaching the floor, Sophie stepped out of the elevator first, subtly exhaling a breath of turbid air.

Thomas Shannon, with long strides, followed, and Sophie felt a sense of oppression sweeping over her. She instinctively turned her head, only to find herself crashing into his embrace.

The familiar masculine scent engulfed her, and just as Sophie realized what was happening and was about to push away, her body was clasped by his strong arm around her waist.

”Miss Cecilia Branford, you seem unwell.”

Andres watched from the side, feeling nothing but anger. Originally Isabel’s man, now Cecilia Branford picked him up for nothing.

Thomas Shannon, who could have been his son-in-law, is now meddled by Cecilia Branford unexpectedly.

”Mr. Andres, Cecilia seems unwell, I’ll take her to rest first.” Thomas Shannon, unperturbed, took Sophie by the hand and led her to his suite.

Andres nodded with a smile, and as Thomas Shannon’s figure disappeared from view, his eye color turned cold.

Following the manager’s lead, Andres went to his own room.

Sophie, caught by Thomas Shannon’s grip on her wrist, couldn’t free herself, frowning with displeasure, she snapped, ”Let go of me.”

Thomas Shannon halted, eye color complex, staring at her, ”Who exactly are you?”

Sophie’s heart sank abruptly, damn...

Could it be she didn’t act like Isabel, making him realize something?