Revenge is Best Served… After Reborn

"Odie! Why'd you have to spill the beans like that?"

Jenna shot a fiery glare at Odie, clearly frustrated.

Odie shrugged it off with a cool, "Hey, I'm not one of your crew. I can say whatever I want, and you can't stop me."

"You!"

Sophie's brows knitted together as she heard Odie's words. "So, you've been brainstorming a way to handle this all along?"

Jenna quickly chimed in, "Sophie, you're under the weather. Let us deal with it. You shouldn't stress about it."

"Exactly, Sophie. Just kick back and relax. We've got it covered!" Adler added, backing Jenna.

Colby leaned in and whispered softly, "You just rest up now, leave the rest to me, alright?"

Sophie, touched by his concern, placed Colby's hand on her forehead. "Look, I'm all rested up. Fever's gone. I can't just snooze while you all are doing the heavy lifting. This involves me too."

Claire prance around as

furrowed with worry, seeing Sophie so set on joining

want Sophie getting

comforting smile. "Don't worry, if I start feeling off, I'll take a

"...Alright."

Colby agreed, albeit reluctantly.

Jenna and Adler about

had been parading Claire around, hitting up two fancy parties in just as many days, dabbling

in what seemed

help but chuckle at James's

a big name, no doubt, and his knack for using her to hype up

the helm of Burke International, keeping the

declared, "If they're playing this game, we can't just sit on the sidelines. They want to stir things up?

jump in too?"

do we pull that off? Are we going to start proving you're the real Russell