Revenge is best served cold

Chapter 485

"No matter what, Mr. Burke has to give me an explanation today! How could you treat my daughter this way? Rowena was all set on marrying you and even lost a child because of you. Is this how the Burke family conducts themselves?"

Mr. Briggs' rage couldn't change anything, and the room fell into a deafening silence.

The cold disdain in James' eyes sent a shiver down Mr. Briggs' spine.

"James, you promised to get engaged to me before. Why... did Ms. Sophie say something to you?" Nichole immediately turned to Sophie, her eyes red with anger and despair. "Ms. Sophie, if I've ever upset you in the past. I beg your forgiveness! Please don't take my James away from me. I truly can't live without him..."

Nichole's balance faltered, and she collapsed into Mr. Briggs' arms.

Mr. Briggs barely managed to hold Nichole steady, but when he faced James, he couldn't muster the courage to speak his mind. He merely said in a deep voice, "Mr. Burke, given my daughter's condition, don't you think you owe us an explanation?"

Everyone awaited James' clarification, only to see him holding Sophie's hand, stating, "I've never intended to divorce Sophie. As for the rumors of my engagement to Ms. Rowena circulating today, I am also eager to find out their source."

After speaking, James glanced at Nichole and Mr. Briggs, who, guilty as charged, couldn't meet his gaze.

Indeed, he had thrown them a curveball. They assumed they had secured the Burke family's support and immediately cut ties with Ricardo.

whole of Devonport was abuzz with tonight's dinner being James' engagement to

the flow and marry Nichole was

get

place in the Burke family.

the engagement rumor themselves and were trying to

all pierced Nichole's ears. Meanwhile, the socialites and ladies who had been

hadn't had the chance to leave, stood by Nichole's side. Nichole, as if struck by a thought, suddenly said, "James, are

accusation caused a

an eyebrow. "Oh? And where exactly did you

her forward.

being picked up by luxury cars every night!

"I..."

This is news to me." Sophie looked at Jean, smiling, and asked, "Miss Jean, is what she's saying

eyes were

a pitiful expression and said, "Ms. Rowena, how could you make up such things? When did I ever tell you any of