Revenge is best served cold

Chapter 113 The Ever-Persistent Jeremiah Hearing my voice, Eric and Levi turned around. The cold expressions on their faces instantly softened into smiles.

"You're awake."

Eric walked over and handed me a cup of coffee, his voice warm and gentle. On the other hand, Levi headed straight for the kitchen. A moment later, breakfast was placed neatly on the table.

"You two just sat here all morning?" I couldn't help but ask, remembering the awkward scene from earlier. "Yeah. I have nothing to talk about with him." Levi nodded, shooting a disdainful glance at Eric.

Eric smirked. "Same here."

I sighed and looked up at the ceiling. These two never had a peaceful day.

After breakfast, Eric was picked up by his driver while Levi and I stayed behind to finalize some details for the studio. It wasn't until the afternoon that we wrapped up and decided to visit the studio for an on-site check.

Since I always kept my phone on silent while working, I hadn't checked it until now.

The moment I picked it up, I noticed multiple missed calls from Jeremiah. I didn't even have to think about why he called.

from Elsa that I "bullied" her again

calls, I could just ignore them. It

met with Jeremiah's impatient glare. The

I asked flatly, stepping back to put

behind him. "Huh? Elsa didn't tag along

your sister? If it weren't for you, I wouldn't be

concerned about her? Don't tell me... you've started

in mock surprise, my tone dripping

and he knew he couldn't win this argument. Instead of responding, he switched the topic. "You've thrown your tantrums and played your

his gaze with confusion. "You still think I'm just acting out? Are you seriously this clueless? If you hadn't interfered last time,

hoping he would stop indulging

off, but instead, he let out a long sigh and looked at me with an intensity that sent a chill down my spine. "You loved me so much before. There's no

chest tightened for a split second. He wasn't wrong. I had once

was how many years I had spent suffering