After dinner, Sophie returned to her bedroom and found her mobile phone.
She called Thomas Shannon, but unexpectedly, his mobile phone was turned off.
Sophie breathed a sigh of relief. He was the one who'd turned it off, not her avoiding his call. She couldn't be blamed for this.
Lucifer was leaning his tall frame casually against the doorframe. "Cecilia, you seem to have breathed a sigh of relief."
Sophie shrugged. "I did."
"Why?"
"Thomas Shannon's phone is off, so this can't be blamed on me."
Lucifer raised an eyebrow. "My Dear Cecilia is so beautiful, who could bear to blame you?"
Suddenly, Sophie's expression turned serious. She took a few steps forward, stopping in front of Lucifer, her beautiful eyes slowly narrowing.
A smile played on Lucifer's lips as he slowly lowered his head, his own charming eyes narrowing. "What's wrong, Cecilia?"
"Tell me, am I so confident about my looks because you're always complimenting me?"
