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."

of an old-world socialite. Angelo looked her up and down - not bad at all. For her

day. But... she didn't look anything like his mom. How had those ridiculous rumors started that his mom

seat?" Bea's voice snapped Angelo

Bea another cup

"Yes, sir."

"My father and I are usually swamped with business,

mind, but you

busy, hardly ever around,"

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Devonport, I didn't mean to trouble you, but I've run into some difficulties. Your father and

of help do you

the point. Your father and I were close in our youth, and

too much to

Kiran, would it?"