Revenge is Best Served… After Reborn

James only felt his vision blur, then fell into a deep sleep, eventually losing consciousness.

Bea watched her grandson lying on the hospital bed and instructed the people outside the door, "Keep a close eye on Mr. Burke here. If he wakes up and starts wandering around again, give him a sedative. In any case, he must not leave the hospital until his leg injury has fully healed!"

"Yes, Bea."

James slept in a heavy daze, still somewhat conscious just before drifting off. He was acutely aware that his grandmother, who had raised him since he was a child, had medicated him. Again...

Why again?

When had it happened before?

James felt as though he had been in a very long dream.

In his dream, Sophie always followed him around, brought him lunches to his office, and created coincidental meetings. Her feelings were laid bare before him.

How could he not see through those clumsy attempts to get close to him?

useless. As the head of Burke International, his future wife's family must bring benefits

like his father did. That would only bring shame

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that despite their decline, the Russell family still

and were of

lower in status than the Burke family but of great

as his future

willing to be

gradually losing her identity. Faced with a stranger for a wife, James was reluctant to go

month after the

childhood photos and recognized Sophie was a little girl he had met when he was

thought of the loss of his own parents. He couldn't help but feel compassion, so he

Nichole, tender yet with a spark of gentleness in her eyes. He unconsciously thought of the crying girl he had met before, who would have been about the same age as Nichole. Nichole was a diligent student, likely to become an investment expert the

months into

marriage, Sophie always saw