Revenge is Best Served… After Reborn

Sophie strode forward, flanked by two bodyguards who instinctively stepped back as she approached. "How could you possibly know?!"

One of the bodyguards reached for his taser, but Sophie casually touched the crest pinned to their chests and said, "Even the Pollard family crest is fake. You guys really need to work on your details."

The bodyguard's face twisted in anger, but Sophie turned her back to him, raising her voice, "I'm here now, Mr. Ricardo. How about you show yourself so we can have a chat? And bring Ms. Sandy out while you're at it."

A shadowy figure soon emerged from the depths of the abandoned factory.

In just two weeks, Ricardo had become a shell of his former self, his face covered in stubble, his hair a tangled mess, and his shirt stained and dirty.

Sophie clicked her tongue in mock disapproval, "Mr. Ricardo, looks like you're not doing too well. Has S Corporation not been generous enough?"

Corporation only stoked Ricardo's anger. If it hadn't

"How did you know it was

you, I figured you'd skip town. You want money, don't you?" Feeling cornered, Ricardo barked at the bodyguards, "What are

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of them to the ground. She swiftly grabbed his wrist, snatched the taser, and activated it, delivering a jolt

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the car instead of letting me memorize the route and come

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his teeth, his face a mask

you're broke now, managing to hire even these amateurs must've been tough. I shouldn't

corner of the factory, pulling