Revenge is best served cold

Chapter 710

Song after song, Sophie played the piano over and over again, following the

music sheet meticulously. In the casino, music was merely a means for relaxation, barely capturing the attention of the patrons who were more engrossed in the thrill of winning money.

"Mr. Odie, she has played through the entire book," someone remarked to Odie, who had been in the casino for two solid hours, during which Sophie's fingers never ceased moving.

The guests, more than appreciating the sound of the piano, were captivated by Sophie's beauty.

Though only two hours had passed, more than a dozen people had approached Odie to negotiate a price.

"Mr. Odie, as you know, I'm not one for many hobbies. So, name your price. Let's see how much it would take for you to part with her." A portly man approached Odie with this proposition.

Perhaps intentionally, Odie stood just two meters away from Sophie as he discussed the matter with the man.

The manager intervened, "Roland, this is our new pianist. She's here to play the piano, not to be sold."

a loss for words, Roland looked to Odie, only to see him smile slightly and say, "Wayne, that's not quite

With the right price,

overheard the crude exchange between

place, no one would

and suggested, "Why don't you ask her yourself, Roland? See how much she's willing to

you, Mr.

As he got close, the stench of alcohol hit her, causing her to frown and instinctively try to move away, but he grabbed her wrist, stopping the piano music

soft hand, obsessively saying, "Darling, just tell me, how much do you want? I can give you anything as long as you come

away, but she quickly caught Odie's gaze, who seemed to be enjoying

moment, Sophie coyly smiled, "Really?

in Summerfield that the my family can't

I want a

"It's yours, all yours!"

also want