Revenge is best served cold

Chapter 1309

Sophie watched as a woman, who looked uncannily like her, sauntered into the

room in black stilettos. She shared Sophie's delicate features, the same porcelain skin, and their smiles were eerily similar. Right now, she was rocking an elegant black pencil dress, with a slim brown leather belt hugging her waist, every move she made radiating a kind of regal poise.

"Ms. Sophie," the woman said, reaching out with a hand and wearing a smile that was a mirror image of Sophie's.

Sophie wasn't having it. It felt like staring into her own reflection. Instead of shaking hands, she turned her icy gaze toward James and demanded, "James, care to explain?"

James barely glanced at her, his tone nonchalant, "The truth is staring you in the face."

"What truth? James, you can't just parade around a lookalike and think you can fool us!"

into our company? Spill

and the partners, sensing a shift in

sweeping the room. "I was kidnapped as a child and taken overseas. I

Sophie sneered.

voice steady. "I'm the adopted daughter of the Lewis family abroad. Check it out if you don't believe

she were laying down

up, "You say you're the true heir to the Russell family, but where's your proof? Why should we just take

to something! We're not buying what you or James

skepticism, walked up to Sophie and said, "The kidnappers had a stand-in for my parents, making them think I was back. But that stand-in was just a near

Sophie, silently suggesting that she was the stand-in. Sophie's

from before that. I wonder, can Ms. Sophie here recall anything from before

was certain Sophie wouldn't remember. The