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

a plain black hoodie, looking no older than seventeen or

you

Sophie, then quickly

you up

Nobody told me to. I got the wrong

youth's head was bowed low, his voice barely above a whisper,

Odie demanded, his tone cold.

youth raised his head, his face turning pale with

sharp for a young guy. Your

wear. It would sell for about seven or eight hundred dollars in Summerfield. The shoes, maybe five or six hundred dollars, not bad. The smartwatch on your wrist is around two

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

kid from Summerfield, Mr. Odie? Do you

remember everyone, I'd need

"Fair enough."