Revenge is Best Served… After Reborn

Odie immediately removed the mask from the woman's face, revealing an entirely unfamiliar face beneath.

Her voice was different, and her appearance didn't match.

Jean's face flushed with embarrassment, and she reached out to grab Odie's collar.

Odie's gaze narrowed dangerously, and then he growled, "Get out!"

Gattlin, who was outside the door, hurriedly pushed it open, only to find Jean lying on the bed, already ensnared and confused, with no idea what had happened.

"Mr. Odie... this..."

Odie's face darkened with rage as he barked, "Open your damn eyes! What have you brought me?"

Gattlin was baffled. He hadn't seen Sophie's face and naturally didn't recognize whether the person in front of him was the one Odie was looking for.

"I personally oversaw it. There's no way it's wrong!"

Upon closer inspection of Jean's face, Gattlin immediately recognized Jean as the woman who had been drinking with Sophie. Gattlin's expression darkened as he said, "Mr. Odie! It was that woman's trickery!"

He had found Jean and convinced her to deliver a drink to Sophie, promising her a handsome reward. Little did he expect Jean to be so easily outmaneuvered by Sophie and then swapped onto Odie's bed! Gatlin quickly said, "Mr. Odie, I'll send someone to fetch her right away!"

you think she's as foolish as you? By the time you realize it,

Gattlin had nothing to say and braced himself for a

glanced coldly at Jean, who was writhing on the bed, and commanded, "Throw

Gattlin hurriedly

was icy. It was the first time in years that a woman had dared to play such a trick

Meanwhile

had already gotten into Colby's car. Adler, noticing Sophie wearing a dress completely different from the one she had on when she left, couldn't help but ask, "Sophie, what happened to

"I lost it."

"That dress cost tens of thousands! If you had to lose it, at

which was somewhat ill-fitting but didn't give anything

at Minton International is members-only, attended by some of Devonport's biggest business and philanthropic names, many of whom

that many people come to curry

wouldn't be

words, Colby frowned, and Adler slammed on the brakes, almost crashing into a tree on the side of the road, "What? What

of the gala

these businesspeople. I saw them entering private themed rooms in pairs. Maids cleaned up the venues for them. Whether in corridors, on the rooftop, or in

men sandwiching a woman between them. Colby immediately said, "Let's head to the hospital."

of such filthy places, where it was easy to contract viruses,

bother. Let's go back. I didn't use their restrooms or eat any of their

than sorry.