Revenge is best served cold

Chapter 1455

Colby led Sophie to a room tucked away at the back on the left side. As the door swung open, he instinctively shielded Sophie from the dust clinging to the

doorway.

It took Sophie a moment to fully absorb the room's appearance. It was a cramped space, barely 100 square feet, with three bunk beds whose metal frames were badly rusted. The room was bare, save for a simple stand holding a copper basin. Colby's description of the place as 'modest' was definitely putting it mildly.

"There's nothing worth seeing here; it's filthy. Let's head out," Colby murmured, gently pulling on Sophie's arm. But instead of leaving, she grew curious and asked, "Which bed is yours?"

"Right there," Colby pointed to the bottom bunk in the corner.

"So, you share this room with Griffin and Odie?" she inquired.

"Yeah," he nodded.

about the other

so it's just the three

job with the White family, it's

"That's right," Colby replied.

The bed was still neat, but the

room was equipped with just one exhaust fan, not even a ceiling fan to stir the air. In the summer, it was suffocating; in the winter, it was as chilly as a cellar. Spring and autumn were the worst, with the damp, sticky air making

friends had called this place home

slums, this was practically paradise," Colby remarked, sensing Sophie's thoughts. He stepped closer,

forehead gently. "Let's go. You'll

Sophie lowered her gaze.

Colby led her away, she suddenly said, "Colby, I sometimes wonder, if we could start all over again, maybe you wouldn't

squeezed her hand a bit tighter.

help but question if she was being unreasonable. Ever since that beautiful dream, she often found herself wishing for