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?"

eyes narrowed, and when Jonah

didn't you say you could catch him? Where is he?" Sophie asked, noticing

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

car keys to

"Me? Park the car?"

could react, the car sent to pick up Odie

to get you," the thug said, opening the car door

grunted and got

felt off, really

car drove away, Sophie quickly got into the driver's seat and followed. But her flashy red sports car was too noticeable,

driver glanced at her curiously. "Miss, are you on some

and chasing

husband! He's

immediately floored it. "Don't

"Thank you!"

her eyes glued to the black luxury car until it stopped

was the Summerfield Hotel, Odie's