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

smile tugging at the corners of his mouth as he took a sip. The delicious

now," Jonah said, turning to

I appreciate it. But making fish soup is

"Got it."

he ran into Sophie

the soup?"

"He did."

"What did he think?"

"The boss says thanks."

hadn't insisted on having me make soup, I wouldn't

waiting for you in his

worried Odie might

called out,

Reluctantly, Jonah stepped aside.

open, spotting the fish soup in

she was holding the breakfast she'd

dumplings in her Cands, Odie

"Actually, I'm

seafood."