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

voice dripped with sarcasm. "Is that so? I can make you bleed a second

interest piqued as he looked down at Sophie on the ground. With a casual gesture, two men stepped forward and seized her

beautiful hands, what 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

was devilish, his eyes

people who found joy in others' pain deserved to rot

see if they go mad."

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

towards one of Sophie's hands. Sophie didn't even blink, and her gaze remained cold and fixed on

the deck, missing

Odie stood up and

"Yes, sir!"

back to Odie, she finally let

unafraid. In fact, her back was drenched in