Chapter 1184: Chapter 1186: Thomas Shannon, I Regret It
"Didn’t you have questions? I came to clear your doubts."
Thomas Shannon leaned over, picked up Harry, who had taken over her embrace, and tossed him aside.
The man sat down beside her, then lifted her onto his lap. He held her waist with one hand and gripped her chin with the other, "Cecilia Branford, if you have any questions, you can ask them now."
"I don’t want to ask anything." Sophie Sullivan muttered, lowering her eyelids.
The innocent Harry was thrown to the side, his chubby and round body sprawled with his belly up on the carpet, looking bewildered, taking a long time to recover.
Thomas Shannon pressed her head into his chest, gently patting her spine, his voice softened, "Cecilia Branford, are you angry?"
Sophie remained silent, but Thomas Shannon didn’t mind. He continued, "Don’t be angry. You want me to sell that batch of unmanned combat aircraft to your uncle, and I promise you. I will also offer a discount on the price. How does that sound?"
"It doesn’t matter."
Sophie’s mood was terrible, indescribably terrible.
He mistook her for Isabel, but she was never Isabel.
If she were truly Isabel, she would be delighted to hear this news.
But she was Cecilia Branford, and his agreement to sell that batch of unmanned combat aircraft to Andres meant he had already accepted Isabel in his heart.
Everything based on Isabel’s mood, fulfilling her every request.
But what about her?
Did Thomas Shannon ever think about what would happen to Cecilia Branford once he signed the contract?
What awaited her, did he ever consider it?
She knew early on that this man was ruthless and cold-blooded, but she never expected him to be so heartless.
Truly... leaving no room whatsoever.
"Cecilia Branford, what’s wrong?" Thomas Shannon lowered his head, trying to pull her head away from his embrace.
Sophie struggled a bit, burying her head into his embrace, "Don’t touch me."
"What’s wrong? Did I say something wrong?" Thomas Shannon gently patted her spine, soothing her emotions.
Oh little one, you feel sad now?
Who knows how much he ached inside when she deceived him back then, finding every way to leave him.
Now it’s just letting her taste the bitterness of heartache, and she can’t take it. If she were to endure the pain he went through, wouldn’t she collapse?
"Young Master Shannon, I’ve regretted it."
Sophie bumped her head against his hard chest. No matter what, since she stayed, she had to do her utmost to prevent Thomas Shannon and Andres from closing this deal.
"Hmm?" Thomas Shannon lifted her head, cupping her face, his calloused fingers gently rubbing her smooth cheek, his eyes full of sympathy.
Sophie looked at him pitifully, "I’ve changed my mind. Please don’t sell those unmanned combat aircraft to my uncle, okay?"
Thomas Shannon held a smile, "Cecilia Branford, that’s not what you said before. What on earth happened?"
"Nothing, I just changed my mind..."
"No, Cecilia Branford, now is not the time for jokes." He cupped her face, lowered his head, his expression solemn, "The deal with your uncle is already in negotiation. As for you... you are merely an important factor in facilitating this deal. It is undeniable, the reason I agreed with your uncle is because of you."
After a pause, Thomas Shannon added, "Cecilia Branford, don’t you understand yet?"
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