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.

Mrs. Costello had lent her,

always been the darling of the

say, "Stop crying, you look a

have run into that lunatic! Where's my brother? Why isn't he here yet? If he were here,

pleaded. "If my brother finds out,

suddenly a bouquet of flowers was tossed her way in the

almost perfectly in Sophie's

vibrant red roses, their

crying abruptly as she stared at the beautifully

saying, "My mom asked me to give

Sophie snapped, tossing them

air, scattering petals as Colby's image

had a strange

be walking down the

were filled with such deep