Sophie Sullivan extended her index finger, pressing it against his thin lips, signaling him to keep quiet.
The two were very close, and Thomas Shannon vaguely heard a female voice coming from the mobile phone. His tightly knitted brows gradually relaxed.
Sophie chatted with Mrs. Zane for a while before hanging up the phone.
Putting down the phone, she couldn't help but reach out and pinch his handsome face, pulling it slightly, "Thomas Shannon, do you have to be so neurotic?"
It's just a phone call, is it necessary for him to investigate so thoroughly?
Besides, even if it were a man, so what?
Doesn't she have the freedom to make friends?
"Meow." Harry protectively raised his paw and leapt from Thomas Shannon's embrace, giving Sophie a tap on the hand with his paw.
Sophie gasped, unable to believe the chubby fellow dared to rebel, "Harry, you'll get buried in the ground by Gaby like this, believe it or not?"
