Revenge is best served cold

Chapter 1792

Sophie would never wear such an innocent expression; even when she just glanced your way, there was always a hint of mischief in her eyes.

By the time Odie snapped back to reality, his classmate had already whisked Sophie away, whispering, "Was that guy weird or what? He was staring at you the entire time."

"Who are you calling weird?" Odie shot back, not one to let idle gossip slide.

The girl's face fell, worried Odie might be some kind of nutcase. In their world, you never knew what kind of people you'd run into-rich kids weren't exactly known for their sanity.

"Sorry, my friend wasn't talking about you," Sophie quickly interjected, stepping in front of her friend. Though she faced Odie, her eyes held a timidness that was completely uncharacteristic of her usual self.

Odie raised an eyebrow, teasingly asking, "Oh really? Besides me, was there anyone else staring at you?"

He leaned in a bit closer, and Sophie instinctively shut her eyes, looking genuinely scared.

easy to rattle? Who knew the Sophie from his dreams could be

know why I was staring

like a freshman on their first day of

"Because..."

closer,

red, stumbling back

with that, she grabbed her

Odie couldn't help but smile. He had imagined the Sophie in his dreams to be bold, but maybe she

somehow always ended up near the girls' dorms. It wasn't until Sophie appeared solo that his attention zeroed back in

in the

trailing behind her. "Could it be that you've got a crush on

"!!"