CHAPTER 346: CHAPTER 348: THOMAS SHANNON, COME OUT

"I’m sure she’ll love it."

Create romance? Will the maniac like it?

Thomas Shannon snickered. It wasn’t hard to imagine the maniac’s disgusted expression. He shook his head. "Alright, this is none of your business now."

The manager left as if granted amnesty, bowing respectfully.

"Young Master, where are we going now?"

Charlie River followed Thomas Shannon, not understanding where he was heading. Seeing that the Young Master was in a good mood, Charlie River wondered, Surely he isn’t actually going to prepare some so-called romance and surprises for the maniac, is he?

The handsome man snapped his fingers. "To the flower shop."

In front of the largest flower shop in City T, the convoy parked neatly. Car doors opened simultaneously, and uniformly dressed men in black disembarked.

Charlie River exited the car and opened the passenger door. A strikingly handsome man, exuding an air of disdain for all, stepped out.

He strode into the flower shop.

Inside the store, all the employees were young women, their hearts fluttering with a mixture of excitement and nervousness at the grand arrival. Surrounded by the men in black, Thomas Shannon surveyed the flower shop, where flowers of every kind vied for attention in a riot of color.

"Sir, hello. What kind of flowers do you need? And for what occasion?"

A female employee approached him, gazing up at the divinely handsome and impeccably perfect man before her. Her heart pounded wildly, yet she was also awed and intimidated by his cold, commanding presence.

"What should I get for my girlfriend?"

Girlfriend...

The female employees suddenly found themselves envying his girlfriend. To have such a perfect man, she must have saved the galaxy in her previous life!

"For a girlfriend, roses are the most suitable choice. You see, we have red roses, pink roses, and even black roses cultivated using gene technology..."

Thomas Shannon cut her off impatiently. "Red roses."

"Alright, Sir. How many would you like?"

Thomas Shannon glanced around the shop, his bright brow furrowed slightly. He stated in a deep voice, "Wrap up every single one you have here."

"All of them... Yes, Sir! We’ll wrap them for you immediately. Where should they be delivered?"

Charlie River interjected coldly, "No delivery needed."

The female employee, almost frightened to tears, nodded repeatedly and carefully backed away.

「Later.」

Sophie Sullivan had slept very comfortably. Feeling well-rested and energized, she got up and headed downstairs, intending to have some afternoon tea.

She had just opened her bedroom door when she nearly collided with a servant who was poised to knock from the outside.

"Maniac, you’re awake?"

The servant’s face lit up with surprise and delight. "The Young Master is back! He’s looking for you. You should go downstairs quickly."

Thomas Shannon is back?

A smirk touched Sophie Sullivan’s lips. Perfect timing. I was just about to settle scores with him, and he shows up!

"Alright."

Nodding, Sophie Sullivan cracked her knuckles and quickened her pace downstairs.

Sophie Sullivan, who stormed downstairs in a fury, was utterly stunned by the scene that greeted her. As far as the eye could see, there was an ocean of fiery red roses, leaving no room to even set foot. Countless roses, plump and in full bloom, blazed like fire, their passionate and romantic aura almost overwhelming her senses.

Standing at the staircase landing, she scanned the area but didn’t see Thomas Shannon. "Thomas Shannon, come out!"

She frowned, struggling to forge a path through the dense roses. Wherever she stepped, she left a trail of crushed blooms.

Standing in the front yard, a cigarette between his fingers, leisurely puffing out rings of smoke, Thomas Shannon watched Sophie Sullivan stride purposefully towards him, her lips pressed into a firm line. He was momentarily taken aback.

She came out so quickly?