Revenge is best served cold

Chapter 1717

Sophie stepped out of her apartment, her phone buzzing incessantly with calls from Jenna. There were also calls from Adler and Harold, but most were from Colby. Sophie thought about calling Colby back, but Jenna's call popped up again.

"What's wrong?" Sophie asked, picking up.

"Sophie, get to the hospital, quick! Mr. Gordon's had an accident!"

Sophie's heart stopped for a moment. Her instincts kicked in, and she was racing to her car before she even realized it, the call ending abruptly as she sped towards the city hospital. The night wind howled around her, and the lingering scent of her perfume intensified her headache. She took a few wrong turns, traffic lights appearing as blurs in her vision.

wasn't an option. She pressed the accelerator harder. Only one thought blazed in her mind: Gordon couldn't be hurt. She had so many questions for him. So many

helped her-from getting M Corporation off the ground to giving

up. Gordon had always given more. She had always been

driving became. Suddenly, a car zoomed by, and as she turned the corner, it was too late to stop-her car plunged straight into the lake

in, enveloping her entirely. Sophie struggled to unbuckle her seatbelt, choking on water as

tossed into a filthy ship's hold, salty water covering her almost entirely. The faces on board were twisted and cruel, like predators. They'd

sharp teeth, witnessed their brutality. The sea was freezing, and every day in the

know how long she'd been there when, on the day of the exchange, she saw her brother arrive