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...

the stairs, delivering documents. One of the security guards rushed up, announcing, "Boss!

immediately stepped out of his

"They're right outside!"

help but admire Odie's efficiency, but she was

person was dressed in a plain black hoodie, looking no older

you

Sophie, then quickly looked down

you

own. Nobody told me

barely above a whisper, clearly aware

his tone cold. "Do

the youth raised his head, his face turning

pretty sharp for a young guy. Your family must

Summerfield. The shoes, maybe five or six hundred dollars, not bad. The smartwatch

youth's hair was cropped short, and he was dressed in trendy fashion, with broader shoulders than his peers, and quite handsome. Feeling

kid from Summerfield, Mr. Odie? Do you know