Revenge is Best Served… After Reborn

"Ah-!"

The greasy man shrieked, and all eyes in the vicinity turned towards the commotion.

"What are you doing? I am the top member here!" The man howled in pain, "I'm going to report this! I will report you all!"

Member?

Sophie frowned.

Could it be that the Minton International dinner was membership-based?

Sophie intended to probe further when she saw Gattlin approaching. He said, "I'm terribly sorry. This lady is also one of our esteemed guests."

"Bullshit! If she's such a high-level guest, why didn't you say so earlier? I had my eyes on her!"

Gattlin realized the man was not playing by the rules, and the smile on his face vanished as he coldly said, "Minton International has its own set of rules, and if you don't follow them, you're breaking Mr. Odie's rules."

Hearing Gattlin say this, the man did not restrain himself. Fuelled by alcohol, he yelled, "Who's Mr. Odie? I've spent so much money on Minton International, and now you're telling me I can't even touch a woman? Let Odie come to me!"

The man's words caused everyone present to gasp.

deep voice echoed through the hall,

heard Odie's voice, and his whole body trembled. He probably hadn't expected Odie to actually

man who had descended from the second floor at some point. He was sitting on a single sofa that seemed like a throne, making him appear as a king, looking

a vintage lighter in his hand, which seemed like a dagger in his grasp. He wore a half mask that covered part of his face, yet Sophie could still discern the features hidden behind the

grey pupils, and slightly upturned thin lips, and his skin was even prettier than a

scent of death, giving off an impression of inhumanity and mercilessness

finally realized he should be afraid. He sobered up notably and quickly said, "I... I was just joking. I spoke without thinking! Mr. Odie,

awaited him. Here, no one dared to defy Odie's

'Odie is capricious and

like a ticking

could explode at

One must never

he'd coil around you

a venomous snake.' Content

what Gordon said, Sophie held her breath, trying to make herself as inconspicuous

Sophie; his interest was piqued by the brazen, greasy

"Johns... what was it?"

the man's name. Gattlin approached Odie, saying, "Mr. Odie, he's

on the sofa