Revenge is Best Served… After Reborn

Sophie's sly remark was unmistakable: she was implying that Bea had come overseas with thoughts of a late-life fling.

Bea, who valued her reputation above all, turned pale with rage. "Of course, I'm going to go back home! If it weren't for some business I had to handle here, I never would have come!" "Don't get mad, Bea. I didn't say anything that terrible, did I?"

Sophie leaned in close to Bea's ear and whispered, "Don't forget, I still have evidence of you hiring someone to kill me. If you don't want to provoke me, you'd better not cross me, or you'll spend the rest of your life behind bars."

Bea was fuming hearing Sophie's threat. It was this very threat that had forced James to hand over Burke International to Sophie!

Although Burke International hadn't yet fallen into Sophie's hands, there was no guarantee that Bea's foolish grandson wouldn't hand it over to her eventually.

Seeing Sophie's smug smile, Bea, constrained by the evidence Sophie held against her, could only muster a strained grin and said, "It's your first time here too, Sophie. Why don't you explore a bit? I'm feeling tired; I'll go rest for a while."

having lost the

much more, and Bea headed straight upstairs. Her demeanor was as if Bea herself was the matriarch of

her aging reflection in the mirror, thinking back to Sophie's radiant and confident

to

"Ma'am, Ms. Sandy has made a sudden visit. Mr. Caelum asked me

"Sandy is here?"

but the mention of Sandy stirred mixed feelings within

that. But Caelum had

so