Revenge is Best Served… After Reborn

Chapter 1827

Rick nodded and stepped out of the car. Once he was gone, Gordon glanced down at Sophie, who had snuggled comfortably and closed her eyes in his arms.

During the drive, Sophie was restless, clinging to Gordon like an octopus. Rick, watching from the driver's seat, couldn't help but suggest, "Sir, maybe I should take care of Ms. Sophie."

"It's alright," Gordon replied, gently covering Sophie with a blanket.

"Brother, I'm not feeling so good," Sophie murmured, her eyes half-closed.

Gordon leaned in, asking softly, "What's the matter?"

"I think I might throw up..."

Gordon started patting her back gently. Rick, glancing in the rearview mirror, was ready to leap into action. He hoped she wouldn't make a mess, especially on Gordon.

Rick's worst fears came true when Sophie vomited on Gordon's suit. Rick's face fell, and he was about to pull over, but Gordon's calm voice cut in, "Keep driving."

"But, sir..."

fine once we're home," Gordon assured him, continuing to comfort

the leather seat,

your suit..." Rick

playing on his lips. She

Aldridge Estate, Gordon shed his stained jacket and asked Rick to

warmed a cup of milk, and headed to Sophie's room. Having lived with

the nightstand and tucked the blankets around her. Her cheeks were rosy from the alcohol, and her breathing was deep and steady. Gordon sat on the edge of the bed, leaving a couple of aspirin nearby in

belongs to

appeared at the door, speaking quietly, "Sir, the international

"Alright," Gordon replied.

a hand on Sophie's forehead, checking for a fever, before getting up to leave. But as he moved away, Sophie shifted uncomfortably, mumbling,

to see her still asleep,