"As long as I want, there are plenty of ways to make you leave Country F!"
Thomas Shannon chuckled, stood up, and walked to the front of the floor-to-ceiling windows. Although he didn't want to remind her, he had to tell her this harsh reality: "Miss Cecilia Branford, don't forget, the Prime Minister of your Country F is eagerly waiting for me to sell that batch of unmanned war machines. Even if you had a hundred ways to make me leave Country F, your Prime Minister would have a hundred ways to keep me here."
Sophie Sullivan felt her blood rush to her head, and everything turned black in front of her eyes. She staggered a couple of times, almost falling.
It was Gaby who arrived by her side in time, giving her support.
Gaby let out a worried howl, rubbing its big head against her constantly.
After a moment of darkness, Sophie's vision gradually became clear again. She bit her lower lip tightly, trembling, "Thomas Shannon, you are ruthless."
