Revenge is best served cold

Chapter 1390

Hearing Gordon's words, Sophie perked up instantly: "Whoever heard of taking back a gift once it's given? Just watch, I'll find it for sure!"

With that, she bolted towards her room like her life depended on it.

Harold, who was overseeing the cleaning, saw her dash by and couldn't help but vent, "Sophie! The floor's just been mopped! Are you doing this on purpose?"

Sophie couldn't care less about Harold's grumbling. Finding that gift was all that mattered now!

Jenna had been searching for Sophie for a while, so she headed up to the third floor. She found Sophie in full chaos mode, rummaging through her room, sprawled out on the floor with her phone's flashlight aimed under the bed.

"Sophie! What on earth are you doing? The guests will be here in two hours! You need to come and get ready!"

"An hour's plenty! I'm just trying to find the gift my brother got you."

"What gift? Haven't you already racked up enough gifts today?"

enough. You only turn eighteen once, and my brother insists a girl's

ever held back? Sophie, you're practically drowning in

it makes me happy, he

a living? Does he have a money tree

her head, baffled by

apart but still hadn't found a trace of the gift. Jenna, dragged into the search,

hour wasted, Sophie plopped onto the bed

a ribbon fell from the ceiling, landing

dropped. "Where

chandelier swinging slightly, and on the box

melted into glee. "See, my

You've been tearing this

my brother gives me a gift, of

the box, ignoring the

it said not to