Pampered by My Secret Husband

Chapter 1176: Chapter 1178: Don’t Take What My Uncle Just Said Seriously

"Young Master Shannon, I have a bold request. I’m not sure if you’ll agree."

"Please go ahead, Mr. Andres."

Thomas Shannon leisurely leaned on the sofa, crossed his long legs, and looked down to light a cigarette.

Andres said, almost urgently, "This hotel is quite uncomfortable to stay in. I heard that Young Master Shannon has a hotel at the Golden Wing Palace. How about I move there?"

This sentence clearly carried deeper meaning.

Thomas Shannon supported his forehead with one hand, Sophie Sullivan had returned, and Isabel had been taken away.

Since yesterday till now, Sophie Sullivan should have already confirmed her identity. Andres’ hand injuries didn’t seem like mere bruises. Now Andres looked at him as if he was staring at his savior...

All indications suggest that Sophie Sullivan might be taking Andres back to Country F.

Therefore, Andres was eager to seek his protection.

Every minute and every second was torturous for Andres.

Beads of sweat formed on his forehead, anxious, "Young Master Shannon, what do you think?"

"Of course, no problem. But will Cecilia Branford be going as well?"

"Certainly, Cecilia Branford will be going with me." Andres breathed a sigh of relief and laughed heartily.

Inside the bedroom, Sophie Sullivan secretly clenched her fist. Oh, Andres, even at the brink of death, you’re still not being honest!

What, you think siding with Thomas Shannon will save you?

That’s dreaming!

Sophie Sullivan pushed the door open and entered the living room, "Sorry, my uncle just spoke. Don’t take his words seriously."

With these words, Sophie Sullivan’s ominous gaze flickered toward Andres, "Uncle, did you forget that there’s a matter in the country waiting for you to handle?"

"Matters in the country are nothing compared to Young Master Shannon." Andres still laughed, he was gambling.

If he won, bringing back this batch of unmanned combat aircraft to Country F, he would be the rightful leader of the Onassis Family.

Even if Cecilia Branford returned, what could she do against him?

Sophie Sullivan sneered, "Uncle, have you really made up your mind? I have an appointment with friends, and if I’m late getting back, they will be angry."

Andres wasn’t foolish. Cecilia Branford kept him for a reason and wouldn’t take his life.

Now, he still had a chance, plus he had two trump cards in his hands, what was there to be afraid of?

"In that case, Cecilia Branford, you should go back first. Uncle and Young Master Shannon have matters to discuss."

With a smile, Thomas Shannon said leisurely, "Didn’t Miss Cecilia Branford say she’d stay in the Imperial City to have fun? Why are you in such a rush to leave?"

"Something came up temporarily."

"That’s a real pity," Thomas Shannon said with feigned regret, "Since that’s the case, I’ll have Charlie River take you to the airport. Your uncle is right; we have things to discuss, so I won’t be sending you personally."

Sophie Sullivan: "..."

Do they really think she doesn’t know what they’re going to talk about?

Isn’t it about those unmanned combat aircraft?

Thomas Shannon, damn it, is he really planning to sell to Andres?

Sophie Sullivan’s small face turned red with anger. She secretly exhaled a long, thick breath, smiled with pursed lips, her eyes slightly cold, "Forget it. Since Uncle is staying, how could I leave first?"

"Miss Cecilia Branford means to stay as well?"

"Mm." Sophie Sullivan’s tone was rigid, icy.

"Alright, I’ll have Charlie River arrange for you both to transfer to the Golden Wing Palace tonight." With those words, Thomas Shannon got up and left first.

Sophie Sullivan looked into Andres’ eyes, cold and devoid of warmth, "Take care."