Revenge is Best Served… After Reborn

Chapter 1574

Sophie had seen it all up to this day. When it came to dealing with big talkers like the warden, she found it downright amusing.

With a simple crook of her finger, she beckoned the warden to come closer. Unfazed, he strutted right into the cell. But before he could get too close, Sophie had already clamped her hand around the back of his neck-a spot that could spell the end with just a squeeze. The warden froze, not daring to make a move, while the guards nearby hovered, unsure whether to intervene. Sophie, unfazed, tossed out a warning, "I wouldn't try anything if I were you. My hand might just slip... and then what? Losing your warden would be quite the headache, huh?"

"Sophie! You're digging your own grave!" the warden spat, glaring at her with all the fury he could muster. To him, Sophie was hanging by a thread.

"In my prison, you're my prisoner! Lay a hand on me, and you won't last the week!" he threatened. But Sophie just raised an eyebrow, and with a swift motion, there was a sharp crack.

The warden's eyes widened in disbelief as he crumpled to the floor, lifeless. The others stood there, stunned.

Dead? Just like that?

one of the guards shouted, aiming their guns at Sophie, who had

more audacious than

make it to sunrise," Sophie taunted, casually perching on the cell's bed "Even if killed him, your boss wouldn't dare lay a finger on me. Better worry about your own skins. Anyone who touches

His eyes were still wide open, as if he

her audacity. Sophie clearly wasn't just anyone; otherwise,

what good was Sophie's power here? She might be a big shot in Devonport,

steeling

You've killed someone, and I'make sure this goes up the chain. Prepare for a

"I'm here because I want to be. If I didn't, do you think anyone could keep me locked up?" "Stop