Sophie Sullivan moved closer to her, making the contrast between them even more striking.
One was radiant and gorgeous, the other utterly wretched. Amelia Shaw carried the lingering, musty odor of the dark cell, while Sophie Sullivan, in complete contrast, appeared relaxed and at ease, a subtle, almost imperceptible fragrance about her.
Sophie Sullivan hooked her lips into a smile. "Did you enjoy your time in the dark cell?"
"Maniac, don’t push it too far!"
"I’ll give those words right back to you: don’t push it too far. We had no grudges or enmity to begin with; it was you who provoked me first. What you’re going through now is nothing more than the retribution you deserve."
If Amelia Shaw hadn’t attempted to kill her, the person Sophie would be dealing with now would have been Minimus Hart, not Amelia Shaw.
Originally, Sophie could have just watched from the sidelines, but unfortunately, her comfortable daily life had been too uneventful; she wanted some excitement.
Since Amelia had the nerve to act first, how could Sophie not be bold enough to retaliate?
If Amelia didn’t learn her lesson, she might really think Sophie, having no one to rely on, could be easily bullied!
Amelia Shaw glanced around, noticing a significant number of servants and maids. She squinted, staring at Sophie Sullivan. "Aren’t you afraid I’ll tell Thomas Shannon that you set me up? Do you know what Thomas Shannon hates most?"
"Tell me." Sophie Sullivan feigned great interest.
Amelia Shaw smirked viciously. "Thomas Shannon hates it when women play tricks and schemes in front of him. What you’ve done, once discovered by Thomas Shannon, will make your end even worse than mine!"
Look at that confident tone,
Anyone who didn’t know the truth would really think her words represented Thomas Shannon’s genuine thoughts.
Sophie Sullivan delicately tapped her chin, hesitating. "Would you be very surprised if I told you that Thomas Shannon already knows I staged the whole thing myself?"
Amelia Shaw gazed at her in disbelief, stumbling back a couple of steps as if she had seen a ghost.
She didn’t believe it!
She didn’t believe that Thomas Shannon, knowing the maniac had schemed to frame her, would still spare that maniac.
She couldn’t believe he would let her remain unharmed, even allowing her to dress splendidly and accompany him to the banquet.
No, it couldn’t be true.
The maniac must be lying to deceive and provoke her!
Sophie Sullivan laughed softly, a gentle and non-threatening sound. "I said, Thomas Shannon already knows I was the one behind that affair. Otherwise, do you think he would have let you out just because he couldn’t bear to keep you locked up?"
Even at this point, Amelia Shaw still held illusions about Thomas Shannon. How incredibly naive!
If Amelia truly mattered to Thomas Shannon, why hadn’t he punished me severely when he learned I had staged the whole thing to frame her?Instead, he let me off easy, administering only a minor punishment by making me pick up a few balls.This proved that, in Thomas Shannon’s heart, my status had already surpassed Amelia Shaw’s.
There was another possibility,one that I wasn’t very willing to admit, but it was the closest possibility to the truth.That Thomas Shannon felt guilty towards me.After all, he had covered up for Amelia Shaw, who had nearly killed me. Afterwards, he had suppressed all the affairs.Whether Thomas Shannon cared about me or felt guilty towards me, it was all to my advantage.A man’s guilt could be motivation enough for him to do many things for me.Including... fixing my face.
Sophie Sullivan always knew how to seize opportunities.