Revenge is best served cold

Chapter 1467

"Bang!"

As the gunshot echoed, Sophie felt a gust of wind rush past her ear, followed by a ringing that made everything around her seem eerily quiet. To her relief, the bullet hadn't hit her. Colby, who had appeared from seemingly nowhere, had already taken down the bodyguard, snapping his neck before Sophie could even register what was happening.

The gunshot was just a desperate, off-target attempt by the dying guard.

Colby, dressed sharply in a suit with a black masquerade mask, was unmistakable to Sophie, even in disguise.

"Let's get out of here!" he urged.

There was no time to linger. The bodyguard had triggered an alarm, and within two minutes, security would be swarming the second floor. Sophie and Colby sprinted towards the exit, weaving through the chaos on the first floor until they melted into the crowd.

But escape wasn't going to be easy. The main doors had already been sealed, and guards were closing in from every direction.

muddled from inhaling too much gas, felt her mind drift. Her thoughts were a blur, her legs wobbly like she was walking on clouds. She focused on the warmth

Who was it?

man, fleeting and surreal, danced in her mind—almost as if it never happened, just

wealthy guests were in a frenzy, their screams filling the

the lockdown, one sharp whistle from

a symphony of chaos. Yet, amidst it all, Sophie could only hear a gentle voice in her mind saying, "Our Sophie deserves the best

the castle's doors

fired his gun with precision. One shot, two shots, three shots... His cold, ruthless demeanor was something Sophie had

turmoil. The bodyguards recoiled in fear, their faces twisted in terror, as if Colby were an unstoppable

any longer. Her consciousness began to slip, and she collapsed into the

asking, "Boss, should

a mask of icy resolve, his deep