Revenge is best served cold

Chapter 590

Sophie felt a shiver run down her spine at the sound, and she instinctively moved back, only to have her wrists grasped tightly.

Odie was close, too close, his grey eyes gleaming with terrifying amusement.

"Are you afraid of me?"

"Afraid, my foot!"

With surprising strength, Sophie quickly broke free from Odie's grip and, in a swift motion, slapped him across the face. The slap seemed to release all the pent-up frustration and resentment she harbored in her chest.

This bastard had treated her like prey, engaging in a tense and thrilling chase.

"Mr. Odie!" Gattlin turned pale at the sight.

The impact of Sophie's slap had left Odie's cheek red, a trickle of blood emerging from the corner of his mouth. He nonchalantly wiped the blood away and smirked.

these years, you're the first to

that so? I

on the ground. With a

beautiful hands, what a pity..." Odie drew a small knife from his belt and mused, "Tell me, if I were to chop off

smile was devilish, his eyes radiating a bone-chilling

could fully capture the essence of Odie. Trashy people who

a try, let's see if they go mad." Sophie's tone was ice-cold, showing no sign of

actually harming her. He merely wanted to see her

hand striking down towards one of Sophie's hands. Sophie didn't even blink, and her gaze remained

knife hit the deck,

like that." Odie stood up and ordered the mercenaries,

"Yes, sir!"

away by the mercenaries, turning her back to Odie, she finally let out

was drenched in cold sweat. It was