Thomas Shannon let out a soft laugh and shook his head slowly, "Fennie, don’t play gas with ."
Sophie Sullivan: "..."
Soft approaches don’t work, hard approaches don’t work, what exactly does Thomas Shannon want!
Pinching her soft cheek, Thomas Shannon cruelly stated the facts, "Don’t even think about escaping; here, unless I permit it, you couldn’t leave even if you had wings."
"Are you planning to keep here for a lifeti?" It’s only been a few days, and Sophie Sullivan was already close to breaking down.
If he keeps her locked up like this, she’d either collapse or eventually go insane.
Thomas Shannon pondered for a mont, then said, "It doesn’t need to be as long as a lifeti; once you’re pregnant and have the child, you’ll be free."
Sophie Sullivan sneered, pregnant? Have a child?
In the end, he’s still trying to coerce her!
All the talk about loving her, about belonging only to her, he’s nothing but a liar!
"Thomas Shannon, don’t you know, while you’re keeping , the imposter is taking over everything of mine, even if I could return, I couldn’t reclaim it!"
Her identity, her appearance, her assets, her fiance...
Everything she had, with the passage of ti, will ultimately be completely taken over by the imposter.
How could she be willing to let this happen?
She has a vendetta unavenged, how could she be willing to let this happen!
"As long as you cooperate with , I promise, they won’t be able to take away everything of yours."
Thomas Shannon cupped her face, lowered his head, his gaze eting hers, and softly said, "Fennie, right now I don’t have the standing to help you, naturally, if you were the mother of my child, I would certainly spare no effort to assist you."
Sophie Sullivan turned her face away, "Lucifer will help too."
"No, Lucifer’s ability is nowhere near enough." Thomas Shannon couldn’t help but laugh, gently kissed her forehead, "Do you know who’s currently negotiating with ?"
"I’m not interested in your business."
"The person recently negotiating with is your Uncle, Andres."
Hearing Andres’ na, Sophie Sullivan raised her head in surprise, staring unblinkingly at him, what does he an?
Her Uncle... how could he be negotiating with him?
How could he be negotiating with an arms dealer?
"Country F is interested in acquiring the independently developed unmanned war machine, a technical breakthrough of K Group. Currently, K Group has only provided it to Country A, and as for other countries, there’s no intention to sell for now. Your Uncle Andres plans to invest massive funds as a duty to purchase it for Country F, at a price three tis higher than market value. Why do you think that is?"
Sophie Sullivan looked shocked, and Thomas Shannon caressed her cheek tenderly, "The Onassis family’s wealth rivals nations, the previous heir died in an air crash, and you, the current heir, have been replaced. Why do you think, at this mont, your Uncle has the leverage to mobilize enormous funds to purchase military weapons?"
Without the approval from above, how would he have the guts to do such a thing?
"Do you know what consequences would arise if this deal is successful?"
"..."
"The consequence would be, your uncle’s family could completely replace you and beco the rulers of the Onassis family."
"..."
"I don’t need to say it, but you should understand, the imposter currently assuming your identity, isn’t it Isabel?"
Sophie Sullivan trembled lightly all over, cold, bone-chilling cold.
What does this count for?
The authorities have approved uncle’s actions, once the deal goes through, she, the real Cecilia Branford, will never have any value to appear again.
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