Revenge is Best Served… After Reborn

Seeing that Sophie was searching for her son, Mr. Donny's face flashed with panic. "Did my son disrespect you in any way, Ms. Sophie?"

"Mr. Donny, maybe we could discuss this inside?"

Mr. Donny nodded rapidly, ushering Sophie and her entourage through the grand entrance of the Spellman family estate.

Leading the way with Mr. Donny right behind her, he said, "Ms. Sophie, my son is still young and doesn't know better. If he offended you, I sincerely hope you can forgive him."

"It's no big deal, really. Just that he cut my brake lines, punctured my gas tank, and put a lighter in there. Almost blew me up, that's all."

"What?!"

Mr. Donny nearly collapsed from shock. This was no minor issue; it was a serious offense!

"Timothy! Bring that troublemaker down here right now!"

Sweating profusely, Mr. Donny quickly instructed the maid to fetch Timothy.

Timothy came

Timothy's expression soured

"Get over here!"

in front of Sophie. Sophie, resting her chin on her hand, said, "The car you messed with yesterday wasn't mine; it was Mr. Odie's. He's a bit of a neat freak and doesn't like his cars damaged. You catch

say a word, Mr. Donny quickly interjected, "Ms.

but I think Mr. Donny can manage it." Hearing the eight-figure price tag, Mr. Donny felt a sharp pang but was relieved it wasn't a life-or-death matter,

"Of course!"

took the card, casting a stern glance at Timothy.

wife and the CEO of S Corporation. Who could afford to offend her? Timothy stepped forward, murmuring, "Ms. Sophie, I'm sorry. It

alright; kids

smiled at Timothy, asking,

"...I just turned seventeen."

huh? Pretty young, but

around the Spellman family estate, Sophie remarked, "You seem pretty clever, cutting brake lines and using a lighter, all executed perfectly. Where'd