Revenge is best served cold

Chapter 1477

The night had settled deep, and within the church's serene confines, the stained glass windows cast a gentle glow, stretching the silhouette of a tall figure into something almost suffocatingly imposing. Suddenly, the stillness was broken by the sound of footsteps echoing through the vast space.

A young man, cloaked in a black robe and masked, made his entrance. "You dare come before me without completing your task?" The voice of the master was low, threading an eerie tension through the air.

The young man standing before him was unfazed. "Sophie and Colby have been doing a stellar job keeping Odie out of reach. We had no opening in Devonport, and it looks like the Aldridge family got a heads-up from Sophie. They had escort from the airport the whole way; we didn't get a shot."

Hearing about the Aldridge family's interference, the master took a deep breath, fiddling with the ring on his finger, annoyance etched into his features. "The Aldridge family..." he muttered. "Without Gordon, are they even worthy of the name? Just a ragtag bunch, easily crushed."

"Easier said than done, taking down Gordon. Rumor had it that his legs were done for in a kidnapping years ago, yet he's still on his feet. And those whispers about his illness? He's been hanging on, looking anything but frail."

compared to their ancestors, Sophie and Colby don't

be underestimated. Especially Colby. You've never seen him in action, have you?

"What's your point?"

don't want to get burned, it's best she stays alive and well. If she dies, Colby will lose it. We can

ring, considered this. "And what

secrets, what then? If the one he loves despises him, Colby becomes a nobody. Even the greatest

seems I was mistaken," the young

half-asleep, could hear the incessant buzzing. She squinted at

"Hey?"