Revenge is best served cold

Chapter 1495

Hearing that a single earring cost a staggering ten thousand, the brothers, who

had been idle moments ago, began reaching for the drinks. Sophie lounged back on the sofa, her eyes wandering over the room. It's no wonder the wealthy chase after pleasure; such a dazzling scene was truly captivating.

Her gaze soon landed on the youngest brother tucked away in a corner. He wore a simple white hoodie, his skin fair, and his features slightly boyish compared to the others. Yet, his eyes were striking, a perfect pair of almond-shaped eyes with a touch of mystery. At that moment, his lips were pressed together, hinting at his

unease.

Perhaps because he met Sophie's eyes, he grew even more flustered and quickly looked down. Amused by his shyness, Sophie raised an eyebrow and beckoned him over. After a moment's hesitation, he rose from his seat. In the bustling nightclub, the male model seemed a bit out of place.

"What's

Spencer," he replied, his demeanor polite and

the sound of it, as her eyes flicked to the other guys nearby. The brothers at the booth, noticing Sophie's interest

the most striking of the six. His chiseled features, deep-set eyes, and

Sophie watched as he grabbed a glass of brandy from the table and downed half in one go. The liquor was strong, and he didn't bother hiding his jealousy and frustration. After all, a

Sophie bypassed Spencer and handed her earring to the visibly upset Cassidy sitting across from her. Cassidy, surprised by Sophie's gesture,

Sophie tugged on Cassidy's tie, pulling him closer. Cassidy couldn't take his eyes off Sophie,

name?"

"Cassidy," he replied.