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...

up and down the stairs, delivering documents. One of the security guards rushed up, announcing, "Boss! We caught the person who tampered

stepped out of his room, his voice icy. "Bring them

"They're right outside!"

but admire Odie's efficiency, but she was

was dressed in a plain black hoodie, looking no older than seventeen or

frowned. "Did you tamper with the

person looked up at Sophie, then quickly looked down

put you

Nobody told me to. I got

bowed low, his voice barely above a

demanded, his tone cold. "Do I need

raised his head, his face turning pale with

for a young guy.

or eight hundred dollars in Summerfield. The shoes, maybe five or six hundred dollars, not

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

kid from Summerfield, Mr. Odie? Do