Revenge is Best Served… After Reborn

Colby strode forward protectively, positioning himself in front of Sophie. "I said, leave Sophie alone." Colby's expression was icy.

The smile on Lennon's face vanished as well. He set down the fork he had been holding and removed his scarf, revealing an aged voice that carried an undeniable authority. "Is this how you speak to your grandfather?"

Years of living in luxury had given Lennon a somewhat fuller figure. His face bore some lines and wrinkles, though not excessively so, and his hair was graying. He maintained an impeccably neat appearance, resembling a distinguished elderly gentleman. However, his eyes, so similar to Colby's, brimmed with a wild, dangerous aggression.

"Colby, your grandfather hasn't been troubling me. We were just having a meal."

Hearing the mention of a meal, Colby's attention was drawn to the pies that were placed in front of Lennon.

Colby stepped forward and casually took a piece with his fork to ensure the pie wasn't poisoned.

"It's a bit salty," he remarked nonchalantly.

Sophie crossed her arms, saying, "Colby, I made that pie."

"It's delicious."

Lennon's expression darkened at his grandson's quick change of tone. Colby's behavior was just like his lovestruck father back in the day!

Any objections?" Colby gave Lennon, who was enjoying

meal for her, and you're just going to take her away like that? What do you say? are you leaving or

to Lennon. "My wife says she's hungry. Where's

got yourself a wife and forgot about

the two out of the

and in no time, he appeared neatly dressed

hall was usually not disclosed to outsiders. Sophie chose a spot closest to Lennon, signaling for Colby to sit down

people from one another, far less conducive to familial bonding than a smaller

had married. Alaxander's wife was sitting by his

expected to witness a similar scene decades

gone bankrupt, but the Costello family are not gatekeepers. Still, I must ask, when did you learn of my identity?" "From the first glance, I knew," Sophie responded directly. "Sir, with all due respect, you're dressed in bespoke and limited editions from head to toe. It's hard not to be suspicious." To this,

that obvious?

him and inquired, "Did

The clothes were selected as per your instructions, but you didn't specify a budget..." The butler looked somewhat aggrieved. The situation was not

grumbled, "You should have informed me sooner. And

your role, I didn't say anything." "You, child, are just like her mother,"