Revenge is best served cold

Chapter 1110

In the middle of a tender moment between Sophie and Colby, the peaceful night was suddenly shattered by the sound of hurried footsteps on the stairs outside.

Sophie frowned. "What on earth is Odie up to now, in the middle of the night?"

She gently pushed Colby back onto the bed. "Try to get some sleep. I'll go check it out."

"Okay," Colby replied, holding Sophie's hand for a moment. "Come back soon."

"I will."

Sophie went to the door to see what was happening outside.

She saw Odie's men entering the house one by one, each carrying stacks of documents.

Sophie figured these must be the people Odie had sent out to gather information on the Summerfield businesses, now returning with their reports.

What she hadn't anticipated was just how many businesses there were in Summerfield...

of people were hustling up and down the stairs, delivering documents. One of the security guards rushed up, announcing,

this, Odie immediately stepped out of his room,

"They're right outside!"

but she was

black hoodie, looking no older than seventeen or eighteen,

frowned. "Did you tamper with

up at Sophie, then quickly looked down again, nodding hesitantly.

you

my own. Nobody told me to. I got

head was bowed low, his voice barely above a whisper, clearly aware of

Odie demanded, his tone cold. "Do I need

youth raised his head, his face

young

the youth was wearing. "This is designer wear. It would sell for about seven or eight hundred dollars in Summerfield. The shoes, maybe five or six hundred dollars, not bad. The smartwatch on your wrist is around two thousand dollars, and those earrings are definitely in

he was dressed in trendy fashion, with broader shoulders than his peers, and

Summerfield, Mr. Odie? Do you know