Chapter 1528: Young Master, What's Wrong With You?

The tone softened slightly, “Mother, no matter what, please stay out of this matter. I’ll handle it myself. Wayne, please take Mother back.”

Exposed to the scorching sun, without a drop of water, Danielle Ashton was already so hungry that her head was spinning.

After being let down from the Ferris wheel, she couldn’t even stand, her body collapsed on the ground.

Her lips were dry and peeling, and her once fair skin was tanned to a honey color.

“President…” she struggled to hold on, opening her eyes to see Thomas Shannon.

Thomas Shannon squatted by her side, looking at her with a complex gaze, “I’ll have someone send you back, get some good rest.”

After a pause, he added, “I’ll have someone arrange a few new assistants for you. In the future, I don’t want to see any news about me, got it?”

Danielle Ashton felt a tremor in her heart, her lips slightly parted, wanting to say something, but in the end, she slipped into the darkness before she could speak.

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In the blink of an eye, a week passed.

Having been separated from Thomas Shannon for a week, Little Miss Snowball began to miss her father.

This was her first time being away from her dad for so long, and that morning, after Sophie Sullivan finished washing up, she couldn’t find Little Miss Snowball anywhere.

“Butler, butler!” Sophie shouted as she went down the stairs.

The butler immediately stepped forward, “Miss Cecilia Branford, do you have any instructions?”

“Where’s Snowball?”

The butler smiled and pointed, “Little Miss Snowball is over there.”

In front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, Little Miss Snowball stood there, with both hands pressed against the glass, seemingly lost in thought.

She was so focused and serious that she didn’t even notice the commotion behind her.

Sophie let out a sigh of relief, she approached behind Snowball and paused, “Little treasure, what are you looking at?”

“Home.”

“Hmm?” Sophie was puzzled.

Snowball turned around, her clear eyes black and white, looking at her, “Dad said when you miss him, look in the direction where the sun rises, that’s where home is.”

Sophie’s heart felt as if it was pricked by a thin needle tip.

She gave a faint smile, stroking Snowball’s head, “You’re missing Dad, aren’t you?”

Snowball nodded honestly.

Sophie lowered her head, struggled and hesitated for a long time, before making a difficult decision, “Mommy will have Uncle send you back, okay?”

After all, she’s just a child, she could be tough on Thomas Shannon, but she could never be tough on her own daughter.

Parental conflicts shouldn’t involve the child.

Thinking of this, Sophie also found peace.

“What about Mom?” Snowball reached out her tiny hand, grabbing one of her fingers, coyly shaking it.

Sophie smiled, cupping her face, coaxing, “Mommy will be at home waiting for Snowball to come back and be reunited with Mommy, okay?”

Snowball pursed her little lips, not saying a word.

Judging by her expression, she wasn’t too happy about it.

But there was no other choice, Sophie was not going back with her, no matter what.

That day, Sophie had the butler call Charlie River, informing him of the flight details, then arranged for the bodyguard to take her private jet to send Snowball back to Country A.

At 12 o’clock midnight.

The light inside the study room was still on, afraid that Thomas Shannon might forget the time Snowball would arrive at the airport, Charlie River knocked on the door. When he got no response, he boldly pushed the door open and entered.

Seeing the man slumped over the desk, Charlie River was shocked, “Young Master, what’s wrong with you?”

On the floor, broken glass from a goblet was scattered all over, the crimson wine had spread across the floor.

On the tabletop, there were still a few scattered painkillers.

The blue vein on Thomas Shannon’s temple was bulging, and a thin layer of cold sweat covered his forehead. His teeth were clenched tightly, seemingly resisting unbearable pain.