Revenge is best served cold

Chapter 1809

The secretary flashed a slight smile, leaving Sophie wondering why she couldn't just head home. When the boss gives an order, you follow it—no questions asked. With a sigh, Sophie reluctantly pulled out her untouched homework from the past three days and got to work in the lounge. Just looking at the stack made her head spin. It's one thing to be bossed around by teachers at school, but now a stranger's in charge? It was downright ridiculous.

Another hour slipped by, and Sophie had managed to finish a whole set of assignments, yet there wasn't a hint of James wrapping up his meeting. She checked her watch-it was already 8 PM, and the sky outside had turned a deep shade of night.

"When is Mr. Burke finally going to wrap things up? I need to get home," Sophie said, a hint of impatience in her voice.

"Mr. Burke ordered this meal for you. If you're hungry, feel free to dig in," the secretary replied, placing a takeout bag in front of her. Sophie opened it to find all her favorite dishes neatly packed inside.

Surprised, she glanced at the secretary. "Mr. Burke ordered this for me?"

"Yes, Ms. Sophie."

Mr. Burke know what I like to eat?" Sophie asked, her brow

her, but Sophie had already charged into James's meeting room. The managers and team leaders inside were caught off guard, gawking at

everyone else barely dared to

the silence. "This

as if they'd been

the takeout bag in front of James. He had ordered from her go-to restaurant, and the dishes were exactly what she usually

of his fiancée?" James replied calmly. "If this

even know you!" Sophie blurted

hand stilling as he was organizing the takeout. His expression darkened