Revenge is Best Served… After Reborn

A goon from the Gibbs family had the audacity to block their path like that. Normally, the boss wouldn't let that slide.

"Isn't Sophie inside? If I stick my nose in, she might blame me for messing up her plan."

Odie glanced at his watch-it was precisely eight o'clock. They had three hours; by eleven, the dinner should be over.

"Keep a sharp eye on things," Odie ordered. "If there's any trouble inside, rush in! Any suspicious characters? Rush in! And if nobody's out by eleven, trash the hotel!" "Got it, boss!"

Outside the dinner venue, the socialites not only strutted down the red carpet but also attracted a flurry of photographers from numerous media outlets. These events always made it to the papers and magazines, sometimes even grabbing international headlines. Sophie, in her stunning white mermaid dress, was the star of the show, making Sandy realize that everyone else was in black gowns. Sophie truly stood out.

"Looks like you're the lucky one, the queen bee of our socialite hive," Sandy whispered to Sophie.

"Queen bee? Ms. Sandy, isn't that a bit of a stretch?"

You're the

pouted. If only she'd agreed to swap dresses when

wonder who designed this dress. It's quite different

what Sandy said, but her eyes never left the other

light and darkness," Sophie mused. "Clearly,

the only one in white, standing out like a beacon

everyone had entered

directions,

and black cloaks. Their hidden faces added

we on display or

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