Revenge is best served cold

Chapter 1811

James sat across from Sophie, his eyes seemingly piercing right through her. Sophie didn't like that look; it felt like he was peeling away her layers, leaving her completely exposed.

"Fine, I'll smoke," she said, grabbing the pack of cigarettes in front of her and randomly pulling one out. She placed it between her lips, but as she was about to light it, James interrupted, "You need to inhale while you light it."

Sophie tried to follow his instructions but found she couldn't even manage to light it properly. "So what if I can't smoke?" she said defiantly, setting the pack down. "Yeah, I'm faking it. Go ahead and tell on me."

With that, she slumped back in her chair, adopting a 'whatever, let it all fall apart' attitude. James said, "I never said I'd tell on you."

"You... won't tell on me?" Sophie looked at him suspiciously.

replied, "You've been acting like a rebel at school, causing trouble just to keep people

of panic crossed Sophie's eyes, as if he'd seen right through her.

your Uncle Perry," James pointed

and you can't be too foolish because you don't want to embarrass the Russell family.

Sophie averted her

my fiancée, I can't promise

choose me? With your offer,

darkened, "There was a girl who loved me for a long time and gave a lot for me.

"And then what?"