Revenge is best served cold

Chapter 1103

Sophie twisted open her water bottle, took a quick swig, and then glared at Odie. "I heard folks who race cars a lot get concussions easily. Mr. Odie, you better watch out when you sleep at night. Wouldn't want you to suddenly kick the bucket."

"Don't worry, I'll live a long, long life, probably longer than you and Colby."

'Ding ding-'

Odie glanced at his phone. It was Jonah calling.

"See, I told you, less than twenty minutes and I'd have him," Odie said confidently

as he answered the call. "If you've got him, bring him over right away. No need to waste time calling me."

"...Boss, we didn't get him."

"What? Then why are you calling me?"

"We couldn't catch him, but we did figure out who he is."

"Who?"

and when Jonah said the

you say you could catch him? Where is he?" Sophie asked, noticing Odie's

throat, and said, "We haven't caught him yet, but it won't be long. You go ahead

tossed the car keys to

"Me? Park the car?"

Sophie could react, the car sent to pick up Odie pulled

sent me to get you," the thug said, opening the

grunted and

frowned. Something felt off, really

drove away, Sophie quickly got into the driver's seat and followed. But her flashy red sports car was too noticeable, so she stopped halfway and hopped into a taxi to tail

her curiously. "Miss,

was already a sketchy place, and chasing a

husband! He's cheating on

it. "Don't worry, miss!

"Thank you!"

black luxury car until it stopped at a hotel

it-it was the