Revenge is Best Served… After Reborn

In the middle of a tender moment between Sophie and Colby, the peaceful night was suddenly shattered by the sound of hurried footsteps on the stairs outside. Sophie frowned. "What on earth is Odie up to now, in the middle of the night?"

She gently pushed Colby back onto the bed. "Try to get some sleep. I'll go check it out."

"Okay," Colby replied, holding Sophie's hand for a moment. "Come back soon."

"I will."

Sophie went to the door to see what was happening outside.

She saw Odie's men entering the house one by one, each carrying stacks of documents.

Sophie figured these must be the people Odie had sent out to gather information on the Summerfield businesses, now returning with their reports.

What she hadn't anticipated was just how many businesses there were in Summerfield...

Dozens of people were hustling up and down the stairs, delivering documents. One of the security guards rushed up, announcing, "Boss! We caught the person who tampered with the car!" Hearing this, Odie immediately stepped out of his room, his voice icy. "Bring them to me!"

"They're right outside!"

Odie's efficiency, but she was soon puzzled by the appearance of the captured

in a plain black hoodie, looking no older than seventeen or eighteen, with a face

frowned. "Did you

Sophie, then quickly looked down again,

you up

own. Nobody told me to. I

head was bowed low, his voice barely above a whisper, clearly

tone cold. "Do I need to make

the youth raised his head, his face turning pale with

a young guy. Your family

hundred dollars in Summerfield. The shoes, maybe five or six hundred dollars, not bad. The smartwatch on your wrist is around two thousand dollars, and

hair was cropped short, and he was dressed in trendy fashion, with broader shoulders than

he a rich kid from Summerfield, Mr. Odie? Do you know him?" Sophie

remember everyone, I'd need a

"Fair enough."