Sophie Sullivan understood now. He didn't deny it. Since he already had a woman beside him, why bother entangling with her.
Wouldn't it be better to part on good terms?
Thinking of this, she struggled fiercely. The sharp heel of her high heels viciously stomped on his foot. Taking advantage of his momentary distraction from the pain, she quickly escaped from his embrace.
"Thomas Shannon, I don't care how many women you keep around you. That's your private matter; it has nothing to do with me. Haven't we already settled everything? Why are you still entangling with me?"
Lucifer reached out, pulling her into his arms, and lowered his head with a smile, "Well said, Cecilia Branford."
Everything was indeed settled between them.
No more entanglements.
"Sophie, do you even know what you're saying?"
At this moment, Thomas Shannon was truly angry, exuding an oppressive aura that hit directly.
