Revenge is Best Served… After Reborn

James shot Angelo a quick glance and simply said, "Just don't overdo it."

Hearing this, Angelo perked up as if he'd been given a free pass. "Alright, I'll just have a quick chat with that old witch..."

Before he could finish, James gave him another look. Angelo quickly corrected himself, "Mrs. Bea Burke I mean."

James looked away, and Angelo started to tidy up in front of the mirror. He took a pair of gold-rimmed glasses from his pocket, ensuring he looked his best, then adjusted the hair at his temples. Angelo wiped the mischievous grin off his face and said seriously, "Viona, to the study."

"Yes, sir!"

Viona led Angelo out.

In the study, Angelo sat at the desk, trying out different poses before settling into a relaxed one. Outside, Viona announced, "Sir, Mrs. Bea Burke has arrived."

"Alright," Angelo said indifferently. "Let her in."

walked in wearing a white dress, her every movement exuding the grace of an old-world socialite. Angelo looked her up and down -

she didn't look anything like his mom. How had those

seat?"

get Bea another

"Yes, sir."

the tea, Angelo said, "My father and I are usually swamped

mind, but you two are

busy, hardly ever

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continued, "It's my first time leaving Devonport, I didn't mean to trouble you, but I've run into some difficulties. Your father and I go way

kind of help do

I were close in our youth, and you being his son, I

be too much

Kiran, would it?"