Revenge is best served cold

Chapter 1706

After chatting, Mrs. Costello made her way over to Sophie, wrapping a comforting arm around her shoulders. "Colby just got back from abroad," she said softly. "He didn't mean to upset you. Let me apologize for him. Come on, let's head inside; it's too chilly out here, and I wouldn't want you catching a cold."

With Mrs. Costello's kindness, Sophie could only nod and follow her through the grand entrance of the Costello estate.

Inside the hall, Andrew watched the scene unfold and turned to Alexander with a stern look. "Alexander, look at your son, bullying my daughter like this! Are you trying to pick a fight with me?"

"Of course not," Alexander replied, raising a glass of red wine with a suave smile. "I've watched Sophie grow up; don't worry, I'll have a chat with him and make sure he apologizes to Sophie."

Damita, overhearing Alexander, couldn't help but smirk.

Alexander disciplining his son? Could you even picture that?

Colby seemed tough enough, but who knew if he could take a scolding?

In her room, Sophie had taken a shower. Her once-perfect makeup was gone, and her elegant dress was still damp.

came out in a dress Mrs. Costello had lent her,

always been the darling of the family, never having faced such

say, "Stop

I hadn't been waiting for you, I wouldn't have run into that lunatic! Where's my brother?

crying," Harold pleaded. "If my brother finds out,

suddenly a bouquet of flowers was tossed her

almost perfectly

vibrant red roses, their fragrance

she stared at the beautifully arranged

"My mom asked

roses!" Sophie snapped, tossing

the air, scattering petals as Colby's image lingered

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