Revenge is Best Served… After Reborn

Did they go out for a welcome dinner?

Just then, Timothy came down from upstairs. Spotting him, Angelo immediately rushed over. "Hey! Have you seen them?"

"Seen who?"

"Harold, Adler, and Jenna!"

"Nope."

With a cold expression, Timothy brushed Angelo off and headed straight to the kitchen.

Angelo, hands on hips, fumed, "What's with that attitude? You act all sweet around Sophie, but the moment she's gone, you turn ice-cold!"

Timothy didn't even bother to respond. Angelo, grinding his teeth, muttered under his breath, "One of these days, I'll catch you in the act and prove to everyone you're a double-crosser!"

Upstairs, Rick came down as well.

Seeing Rick, Angelo's face lit up like he'd found his anchor. "Rick! Where is everyone? Why is nobody around? I don't even know where Sophie and Colby disappeared to. They didn't ditch us for dinner, did they?" "Dinner? What dinner?"

"The welcome dinner!"

"What welcome dinner?"

Rick looked puzzled.

dead serious, replied, "The welcome dinner! When family comes from afar, isn't there always

the living room's still a bit messy; I'll get someone to tidy it up. You two can go ahead and eat." Rick was polite, but mentioning the mess stung Angelo's

spent all

eyes. "Bro, can't

Devonport's customs were so

known, I wouldn't have bothered! And who

are they busy with

busy with work? Feels great not

Angelo sighed deeply.

Meanwhile

cornered by a group of masked bodyguards in a

work, Jenna's mood was at

the car door and addressed

Can you not ruin

en

dozen or so bodyguards didn't budge, even twisting their stun batons in