Revenge is best served cold

Chapter 952

Angelo chuckled awkwardly, saying, "Mrs. Costello, you're just kidding around, right?"

"Still, Mr. Bradford, you seem a bit different from the last time we met," Sophie said with a smile. "Remember when I bought you out for 50 million? Quite the hefty sum, wasn't it?"

Angelo replied, "Just 50 million? If I have to, I'll pay you back. I'll buy my own freedom!"

Sophie's tone turned serious. "That's not how it works. You've got to honor your agreements. Since you promised, you can't just walk away from being the boss. A man of your stature, Mr. Bradford, wouldn't go back on his word, right?"

Recalling James's instructions from his time abroad, Angelo could only pretend to be extremely reluctant. "To be honest, I've been under the Pollard family's thumb for too long. I just came to Devonport to get some air, nothing more."

"Quite a coincidence, Mr. Bradford. You show up in Devonport, and here we are, meeting again."

Sophie didn't buy into coincidences that easily. Sticking to the script James had given him, Angelo said with a straight face, "It's too much of a coincidence. You didn't come looking for me on purpose, did you, Mrs. Costello?"

Hearing Angelo's words, Sophie couldn't help but think of Gordon. He had tipped her off about this arcade, hinting that something fishy was going on.

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