Revenge is Best Served… After Reborn

Jonah tossed a trout onto the cutting board with a thud.

Sophie saw the fish and couldn't help but chuckle. "What's this? The Minton family run out of chefs?"

"We've got chefs, but none who can make trout soup."

"Can't make trout soup? What kind of chefs are those?"

"Ms. Sophie, I'll be back in half an hour. Thanks."

With that, Jonah left the kitchen without another word to Sophie.

Sophie stared at the trout on the board, feeling a bit exasperated for the first time.

After a while, Jonah returned, right on cue, and asked how the meal was coming. Sophie handed him the trout soup that had been simmering for twenty minutes. "For your boss. Drinking fish soup first thing in the morning? Watch out for nutrient overload."

"No trouble at all, Mrs. Costello," Jonah replied, his tone deliberately formal.

Jonah took the soup upstairs.

Upstairs, Odie glanced at the fish soup Jonah handed him. "What's this?"

"Ms. Sophie's fish soup."

"Sophie? Made soup just for me?" Odie looked at Jonah, clearly skeptical.

was Sophie so

for me herself?" Odie asked, still

didn't miss a

even notice the slight smile tugging at the corners of his mouth as

now,"

me. Tell her I appreciate it. But making fish soup is too much trouble. She doesn't

"Got it."

Jonah left the room, he ran into

the

"He did."

"What did he think?"

"The boss says thanks."

having me make soup, I wouldn't

Sophie, Mr. Colby might still be waiting for you in his room. You

was worried

inside, Odie called out,

Reluctantly, Jonah stepped aside.

the door open, spotting the fish

holding

the crystal shrimp dumplings in her

I'm not

seafood."