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?"

it hadn't been for Sophie's scheming, he wouldn't be

did you know it

tail you in Devonport. When Adler said they lost you, I figured you'd skip town. You want money, don't you?" Feeling cornered, Ricardo barked at

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their shock, Sophie effortlessly flipped one of them to the ground. She swiftly grabbed his wrist, snatched the taser, and activated it, delivering a jolt to

taser's power and pressed it to the second guard's neck, watching as he

You should've stunned me in the car instead of letting me memorize the route and come up with a plan." Ricardo's face darkened even

him, holding the taser Oh, I forgot to mention my husband is quite the fighter. He insists on 'surprise training' me every night... so your amateur henchmen didn't

teeth, his face a mask of

now, managing to hire even these amateurs must've

to a corner of the