Revenge is best served cold

Chapter 906

James shot Angelo a quick glance and simply said, "Just don't overdo it."

Hearing this, Angelo perked up as if he'd been given a free pass. "Alright, I'll just have a quick chat with that old witch..."

Before he could finish, James gave him another look. Angelo quickly corrected himself, "Mrs. Bea Burke I mean."

James looked away, and Angelo started to tidy up in front of the mirror. He took a pair of gold-rimmed glasses from his pocket, ensuring he looked his best, then adjusted the hair at his temples.

Angelo wiped the mischievous grin off his face and said seriously, "Viona, to the study."

"Yes, sir!"

Viona led Angelo out.

sat at the desk, trying out different poses before settling into a

Angelo said indifferently. "Let

and Bea walked in wearing a white dress, her every movement exuding the grace of an old-world socialite. Angelo looked her up and down—not bad at

his dad had good taste back in the day. But... she didn't look anything like his mom. How had those ridiculous rumors started that his mom was a stand- in for this old lady? The media really

seat?" Bea's voice snapped Angelo

Bea another

"Yes, sir."

tea, Angelo said, "My father and I are usually swamped with business, so please excuse us

ever around," Bea replied, her tone tinged with resentment. She sat on the sofa, sipped her tea, and continued, "It's my first time leaving Devonport. I didn't mean to trouble you, but I've run into

of help do you

and you being his son,