Revenge is best served cold

Chapter 717

Sophie quickly adjusted her mood and found a random bench in the square to sit down on. Just then, she noticed Odie and Jonah alighting from a car by the roadside, followed by a considerable entourage.

As the two men passed by her with their crew, completely oblivious to her presence, Sophie finally called out, "Mr. Odie, you're looking all fierce this late at night. What's the plan?"

Odie thought he was hallucinating. He stopped in his tracks and turned around to see Sophie leisurely seated on the bench, the chilly night breeze accentuating her serene beauty.

Jonah frowned, "Boss, should we take her?"

"Just wait here with the men."

"Understood."

Odie strode towards Sophie, and without saying a word, he grabbed her arm.

"Ouch!" Sophie winced in pain and glared at Odie. "What are you doing?"

"What am I doing? I should be asking you that!" Odie retorted coldly. "Sophie, you're really bold, following someone from the casino just like that?"

thought you didn't care about me. Who I go with shouldn't

his chest; he

face instinctively made him want to teach her a lesson, yet his rational

"Jonah, take her back!"

Jonah approached Sophie and said coldly, "Ms. Sophie,

of steps forward when Odie

you have any

man who took

but saw no sign of the

frowned momentarily before saying,

"Left?"

a beauty like you behind and took off on his

want to die, he'd better scram. And guess what? He really did take off as fast as he could." Sophie smirked. "Mr. Odie, I

Odie's doubts. Indeed, in Summerfield, there was nobody who wouldn't fear hearing

told Jonah, "Take