Revenge is Best Served… After Reborn

Burke International had always been the major investor in the downtown hospital, ensuring not just top-notch medical equipment but also a plentiful supply of Type A blood to guarantee the safety of Sophie's unborn child. It was unthinkable that anything could go wrong.

Nichole... It was Nichole.

James felt as though an invisible hand had yanked him back from the brink of a nightmare. He woke with a start in the hospital bed, his eyes gradually darkening with a cold, ominous light.

"Mr. Burke, you should rest. I've found out that Colby and Adler are over in Duskhaven and are on it. Ms. Sophie will be safe," Colt's voice rang out beside him.

The smell of the hospital's disinfectant seemed to remind him of Sophie, bleeding out on the operating table, dead.

He finally understood why Sophie was so afraid of him, and why there was resentment and disgust for him in her eyes.

His past self had caused all of it.

He had orchestrated it all.

"Mr. Burke? Are you alright? Please, don't scare me..."

by James' reaction and was about to call for a doctor when James put on a

James' question. "Mr.

and casually asked, "How's everything going at Eastwood College? Have Nichole's

Burke..." Colt, taken aback, responded, "Mr. Burke, Ms. Nichole graduated a long time ago, and she's now the daughter of the Freeman family. Ms. Sophie is your wife... don't you

talking about? I remember there's a meeting tomorrow, but I promised to celebrate Nichole's academic

wait. I'll go call the doctor." A shadow of sorrow crossed Colt's eyes

Colt's retreating figure,

owe you. I'll make up

evening, Sophie

hotel room, ready to fetch her order, when she

on Gøøglᴇ to access

"Do you need something?"

who was now assigned to Odie. After all, Odie's usual gang of enforcers was rather restricted in the law-abiding town

Odie ordered me to assist you

my delivery for me? It's just downstairs in the lobby.