His words received a sharp glare from Thomas Shannon.
"Thomas, there are millions of women in this world. If not her, we can always replace her. A wild horse may arouse the desire to conquer, but after a while, it’s nothing special. In the end, you’ll find that sweet little lambs are the most adorable."
Obedient women are much more interesting than strong-willed ones.
It’s because he has little experience with women that he was led astray by this maniac.
"Scram!" Thomas Shannon kicked him away and filled his wine glass once more.
William Guillen easily dodged the attack and laughed softly, "Are you really angry?"
"Fine, fine." William poured himself a glass of wine and clinked glasses with Thomas. "It was just a joke. I know you’re mesmerized by the maniac, alright?"
If a disfigured woman could have such a great influence, what would happen to Thomas if she regained her beauty? Wouldn’t he be utterly captivated by her?
This woman really couldn’t be underestimated.
Thomas Shannon’s cold eyes narrowed dangerously, his sharp gaze landing on William. "Who are you saying is mesmerized?"
William Guillen took a gulp of his wine, now really feeling like he was between a rock and a hard place.
He couldn’t criticize the maniac.
He couldn’t criticize Thomas Shannon either.
"I mean..." William put down his wine glass. "The maniac is so mesmerized by you that she’s lost her sense of direction. Is that okay?"
Thomas Shannon gave a cold snort and took a sip of the spicy wine from his thin lips.
If only that were true.
A gentle little lamb?
Thomas Shannon smirked, his gaze drifting to a certain spot as he became lost in thought.
「After three rounds of drinks.」
Thomas Shannon’s cold and stern face showed a tipsy flush. William Guillen nudged him with his elbow, turning his head to look at him curiously. "Tell me, what did the maniac do to make you angry?"
"Nothing much." Thomas Shannon didn’t want to say more.
It wasn’t the first time the maniac had acted crazy, so there was nothing to talk about.
Discipline her a bit, and she’ll behave.
"Nothing much? Then why did you call me out to drink with you at noon?" William Guillen put down his wine glass and started to walk out.
Thomas Shannon squeezed his wine glass. "Come back!"
"Are you going to tell me?"
"If you don’t, I’m leaving."
William Guillen continued to walk away. He wasn’t interested in drinking sullenly; stories and wine were the best companions.
Drinking sullenly was so dull.
Finally, Thomas Shannon spoke.
William Guillen clicked his tongue twice. "Thomas, the maniac is just jealous. Didn’t you know that?"
"Jealous?" Thomas Shannon’s cold eyes filled with confusion.
The maniac was jealous?
"Didn’t you say yourself that the maniac was watching you at the entrance of the study room? Wasn’t it because she also saw those female slaves, and that’s why she got angry?"
Thomas Shannon shook his head. "Impossible. The maniac has known about the existence of female slaves since the first day. If she wanted to get angry, she wouldn’t wait until now."
"Times have changed. She had no position to be angry before, but now it’s different. You’ve been good to her; can’t she feel that?" William Guillen patted him on the shoulder, speaking with heartfelt emotion. "The maniac isn’t really crazy, nor is she a fool. She has seen and remembered every change you’ve made towards her. How could she not know that you have feelings for her?"
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"She knows you like her, so her status is different now. She has the right to be angry. She has the right to express her dissatisfaction with people or things that displease her, and to let you know."