Revenge is Best Served… After Reborn

"Not a chance. Borrowed!"

Odie couldn't believe the audacity. It was the first time he'd seen someone demand help with such self-righteousness. Did he owe her something?

"You need help? Ask Colby. I'm not your guy," Odie shot back.

He spun on his heel and started towards the door, counting ten steps before noticing Sophie's reaction or lack thereof. She wasn't flustered, didn't back down, and didn't call after him.

Did she not know how to ask for a favor properly?

Suppressing his annoyance, Odie stopped, turned back, and grumbled, "Fine, I owe you. I'll get you the help."

Sophie's smile was warm and grateful. "Thank you, Mr. Odie."

Odie felt a mix of emotions-partly feeling played, partly feeling that his own soft-heartedness had given her the upper hand. Watching Sophie head back to the Minton family's living room in high spirits, he couldn't shake off the unease. Just then, Jonah emerged from the shadows. "Boss..."

Odie, caught off guard, snapped, "When did you get here?"

here

eye on the place, especially the manager. I don't want any shady characters

"What snag?"

Every socialite attending has to wear a blindfold before getting into their cars, and the

game is this?" Odie frowned, his voice icy. "There's nothing in Summerfield the Minton family can't uncover. Check every hotel in the city

"Yes, boss."

hesitated. "There's another

"Spit it out."

someone today. Mr. Donny wants to have

over a bank card.

it's an honor for his son

and hopes you'll accept this

discuss a potential collab

е

the card. "How

held up