Revenge is Best Served… After Reborn

Angelo glanced at the stack of documents in his arms, and whatever interest he had felt just a moment ago vanished instantly.

Suddenly, Sandy's voice rang out from outside the door, "Why are you still here, you old witch? My dad doesn't like you! Why are you still hanging around and not leaving?" James frowned slightly at the sound of Sandy's yelling.

Angelo, who had been sitting, perked up and said, "Looks like there's a quarrel. Should I go and play peacemaker?"

Seeing the mischievous glint in Angelo's eyes, James doubted his intentions. It seemed more like Angelo wanted to stir the pot rather than calm things down.

"Miss! Miss, you can't start a fight!"

As soon as James heard Sandy getting physical, he cracked the door open. There was Sandy, throwing out all of Bea's luggage-jewelry, expensive dresses, everything-making a huge mess. The maid nearby couldn't hold Sandy back at all.

Bea's face darkened as the chaos unfolded, and even Caelum had to step out of his bedroom.

Seeing the scene, Caelum's face turned stern. "Sandy! Don't be rude to our guest!"

house?

and felt a surge of frustration. "Caelum, I think I've overstayed my welcome with the Pollard

the kid being immature. I'll make Sandy apologize. If you really want to go, I'll have someone pack

meant to comfort, Bea's expression soured further. She hadn't

any time alone with her lately, Bea

been fooling herself all this

tears, and retreated to the guest

on. He turned to Sandy and whispered,

retorted, "I wasn't acting, I

least they'd managed to drive

"Later, I'll get you a new mansion.

new mansion, Dad. I need people

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