"Daring to glare? Do you know what mistake you've made?" Thomas Shannon pulled her into his embrace, gripping her chin with one hand and tilting her head up, forcing her to look at him.
Sophie was speechless.
Thomas Shannon touched her lips, then her collarbone. "From head to toe, you belong to me. If anyone touches any part of you, you'll become worthless. Understand?"
Ha, how ridiculous. Does he mean he wants her to remain faithful to him? By what right? What gives him the authority to demand that of her?
"What, unconvinced?"
Sophie glared at him, her red lips curling into a mocking sneer. "You're a man I've used too. If someone else touches you, you'll be just as worthless, you know?"
The nearby maids and servants gasped. Daring to speak to the Young Master like that? Does she have a death wish?! Everyone, including Charlie River, waited to see what would happen to her, fully expecting that such insolent words would earn the Young Master's punishment.
