Revenge is best served cold

Chapter 1745

On the day Sophie was due to deliver, the Aldridge Estate was a whirlwind of activity. Harold had made sure a top-notch team was on standby to whisk Sophie off to the city hospital. She was treated like a VIP, surrounded and protected on all sides. Even though they'd practiced this routine countless times, the real deal brought its own set of jitters.

The date of the delivery was set in stone, so Sophie stayed alert, simply following the doctor's orders once they got to the hospital. She took a deep breath, glanced at the operating table, and let her eyes drift shut. At first, she could pick up the faint sounds around her, but soon, exhaustion took over, and she slipped into sleep.

In her dreams, she found herself once again in that idyllic place. The garden at Aldridge Estate was just as she remembered it from years ago. Sophie ambled over to the swing set, gave it a gentle push, and heard her parents calling her from afar, “Sophie, you silly girl, come here and meet Mr. Aldridge and Aunt Holly." Her parents waved her over, and she beamed.

remembered everything. She looked up at the study window on the second floor, where the white curtains swayed lightly. Gordon was there, leaning against the window frame, lost in a book. Catching

to, the beeping of machines in the operating room filled her ears. Then, the newborn's cry rang out, bringing her a

Odie, watching him, couldn't help but feel annoyed. "Can you stop pacing? Aren't the best doctors here? Why is it taking so

Sophie in surgery would have made him anxious. No one would dare let him in.” Harold glanced at

done?" Sandy asked, confused. Harold had been glued to his phone, waiting for something. "It's company stuff... you guys hold tight." Harold was clearly fibbing, but no one caught on.