A pair of deep blue eyes, the most beautiful blue pupils Fluffy Zane had ever seen, like the sea water of the South Pacific, deep blue and crystal clear, with supre purity.
The man and Sophie Sullivan stood together, as if a couple made by heaven, the man seductive and bewitching, the woman strikingly beautiful.
Oh my god...
Fluffy Zane exclaid inwardly, are these two freaks?
Lucifer lowered his voice, turning his head to look at Sophie, "Dear, I seem to have scared your friend."
In a daze, Fluffy Zane seed to hear the man calling Sophie "dear," his eye color focused and doting.
Wait a minute!
Wasn’t Sophie with Young Master Shannon?
So... who is this man calling her dear?
Her expression didn’t look surprised, nor did she stop the man from calling her dear.
Fluffy Zane’s brain was in chaos, she couldn’t make sense of the relationship between the two...
Sophie Sullivan led Lucifer to the bedside, she curved her lips into a smile, a smile enough to topple a city, "Fluffy, this is Lucifer, my childhood sweetheart. Lucifer, this is my friend I’ve made in Country A, Fluffy Zane."
"Hello, Miss Zane." Lucifer extended a friendly gentleman’s hand.
Fluffy Zane, muddled, stretched out her hand and shook his for a mont, "Hello, Mister Lucifer."
After hearing their particularly formal greeting, Sophie Sullivan was both laughing and crying, "You both don’t need to call each other Miss Zane or Mister Lucifer, just use your nas."
Lucifer chuckled softly, raised his hand, and ruffled her head, "Alright, whatever Joanne says."
Oh my god!
Fluffy Zane was once again shocked, the childhood sweetheart is too intimate with Sophie!
If Young Master Shannon were here, seeing this scene, he would be furious.
This place could quickly turn into a battlefield.
"Fennie..." Fluffy Zane called her softly.
Sophie Sullivan sat down by the bedside, Fluffy Zane grabbed her wrist nervously, lowering her voice, "Aren’t you two... a bit too intimate?"
"Are we?" Sophie didn’t think much of it, Lucifer was passionate and outgoing, besides, in Country F, people liked to use body language to express affection.
Cheek-to-cheek greeting is like that, and hugs even more so.
Her relationship with Lucifer for over 20 years has always been like this.
Seeing her upright manner, Fluffy Zane thought maybe she was overthinking it, they were childhood sweethearts, besides, Country F isn’t like Country A.
They are passionate and uninhibited, adept at complinting and praising won, treating them with gentlemanly respect.
Thinking this way, Fluffy Zane understood.
"Can I call you Fluffy?" Lucifer looked at Fluffy Zane, those deep blue eyes unbelievably beautiful.
Fluffy Zane pursed her lips and smiled, nodding, "Of course you can."
Since he was Sophie Sullivan’s friend, that made him her friend too, how friends called each other didn’t matter.
"How did Fluffy’s legs get injured, they look quite serious."
Lucifer was unaware of the cause of Fluffy Zane’s injury, as his voice fell, a hint of sorrow quickly flashed across Fluffy Zane’s face, she forced a smile, "I got into a car accident, that’s how I got hurt."
The black Lincoln Fleet sped back to the manor.
Before the car could co to a complete stop, Thomas Shannon pushed the door open and got out.
He exuded a chilling aura, striding into the castle, surveying the area, and coldly and sternly growled, "Where’s the maniac?"
"Young Master, the maniac has already taken Lucifer to the dical office."
Thomas Shannon’s eyes were shadowed and terrifying, he turned and headed swiftly towards the dical office.
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