Revenge is best served cold

Chapter 621

James only felt his vision blur, then fell into a deep sleep, eventually losing consciousness.

Bea watched her grandson lying on the hospital bed and instructed the people outside the door, "Keep a close eye on Mr. Burke here. If he wakes up and starts wandering around again, give him a sedative. In any case, he must not leave the hospital until his leg injury has fully healed!"

"Yes, Bea."

James slept in a heavy daze, still somewhat conscious just before drifting off. He was acutely aware that his grandmother, who had raised him since he was a child, had medicated him.

Again...

Why again?

had it happened

as though he had been in

dream, Sophie always followed him around, brought him lunches to his office, and created coincidental meetings. Her feelings

he was a child, his grandmother had taught him that love was utterly useless. As the head of Burke

actress like his father did. That would only bring shame to the entire

him, Sophie sought his grandmother's affection. Bea, a refined egoist, learned that despite their decline, the Russell family still held considerable connections and were of scholarly descent, lower in status

to be a homemaker was

reluctant to go home. It

young, and when the seventeen-year-old James saw her crying alone, he thought of the loss of his own parents. He couldn't

he saw Nichole, tender yet with a spark of gentleness in her eyes. He unconsciously thought of the crying girl he had met before,