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.

years, you're the first to make

sarcasm. "Is that so? I can make you bleed

on the

a pity..." Odie drew a small knife from his belt and mused, "Tell me, if I were to chop off both your hands and send one to Colby and the other to James, would they

smile was devilish, his eyes

diabolical-no words could fully capture the essence of Odie. Trashy people who found joy in others' pain deserved

mad." Sophie's tone was ice-cold, showing no

actually harming her. He merely wanted to see her beg for

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

hit the

like that." Odie stood up and ordered the

"Yes, sir!"

mercenaries, turning her back to Odie, she finally let

unafraid. In fact, her back was drenched in cold sweat. It was