Chapter 1424 - 1426: Don’t Trouble Mother, Got It?

No matter how strong or how cold a man is, in the face of blood ties and family, he will soften.

Right now Thomas Shannon’s heart was so soft it was a complete mess; he wished he could give the whole world to his little baby.

"Little baby, Daddy can’t wait to see you. But you have to be good and listen, even if you want to see Daddy, you can’t jump out early, okay?"

"Daddy has finally managed to wait you into existence, it’s been so hard..."

"You have to be good, be good, be good, you’re not allowed to torment Mommy, remember that?"

Sophie Sullivan was sleeping in a daze, and felt a dark shadow pressing down on herself. She lifted her foot and kicked, "Off you go."

Thomas Shannon was still tenderly building a good father-and-son bond with the little baby, when out of nowhere he was kicked away by Sophie Sullivan.

Right in the center of his chest.

Thomas Shannon fell on the bed~, one hand clutching his chest, hurting so much he started doubting life.

...

Waking up from a nap.

It was the next day, and Thomas Shannon’s first reaction was to look at Sophie Sullivan beside him.

Sophie Sullivan was still sleeping, her sleeping face calm and peaceful, her breathing soft and shallow, she looked extremely well-behaved.

Thomas Shannon lightly pecked her soft cheek, then carefully got off the bed and left the bedroom.

Thomas Shannon went to the guest room to wash up, then went downstairs; Charlie River was standing by.

"Young Master, good morning." Seeing the Young Master looking energized, with smiles at the corner of his eyes and eyebrow tips, Charlie River finally felt relieved.

"Good morning." Thomas Shannon smiled and nodded, and sat down on the sofa, "How’s the situation outside?"

After that global live confession yesterday, the citizens of Country F were now collectively denouncing Miss Cecilia Branford.

Accusing her of being fickle in love, using her beauty and wealth to toy with people’s feelings.

Fortunately Sophie Sullivan didn’t like the internet; otherwise, if she saw those comments cursing her, wouldn’t she be furious.

Now is not like before; she is now pregnant with two little babies, her body is precious beyond measure, not the slightest mishap is allowed.

Of course, Thomas Shannon knew the culprit was I; the reason Sophie Sullivan had fallen to this state today was all his responsibility.

"Young Master, the outside public opi~nion is getting more and more intense, the Onassis Group’s official site has already been flooded by netizens’ comments."

Thomas Shannon rubbed his forehead, his face dark. Flooded?

Looks like they’re all boring fellows who are too full and have nothing better to do, living off other people’s gossip.

"I’m giving you half a day. All those aggressive voices in the cyber world must disappear completely. Also, get in touch with Liam Donald, I want to talk to him myself."

Forcibly quelling public opi~nion was impossible; only a two-pronged approach could suppress it more effectively.

"Young Master, are you serious?" Charlie River wasn’t sure whether he really wanted to talk with Liam Donald, or was going to fight him to the death.

Hearing this, Thomas Shannon shot him a cold sideways glance. "Do I look like I’m joking?"

"No, you don’t." Charlie River wished he could swallow back what he’d just said. "Young Master, I’ll get on it right away."

Thomas Shannon rose and went into the kitchen.

The Chief Chef was busy with Sophie Sullivan’s breakfast. Because Sophie Sullivan was pregnant, each meal was planned by a nutritionist, then personally cooked by the Chief Chef, striving to achieve both nutrition and deliciousness.

To let Sophie Sullivan eat happily and eat healthily.

The servants saw Thomas Shannon enter the kitchen and all dodged to the side, as if avoiding some fierce beast species.

Thomas Shannon himself didn’t have the slightest sense of oppressing people. He took a look around inside the kitchen, "How long until breakfast is ready? Where’s the milk, is it warmed?"