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.

a rebel at school, causing trouble just to keep people from hurting

talking nonsense!" A flicker of panic crossed Sophie's eyes, as if he'd seen right through her. "Why would I be afraid

Perry," James pointed out, stripping away her last layer

against you, and you can't be too foolish because you don't want to embarrass the Russell family. So you pretend to be tough, so no one messes

averted her gaze, saying, "I'm just not smart, sorry to disappoint you, Mr.

I just don't want you to suffer," James said softly. "If you become my fiancée, I can't promise much, but I can assure

With your offer, there must be plenty of girls willing to

was a girl who loved me for a long time and gave a lot for me. But I ignored all that, and eventually, we missed

"And then what?"