Revenge is best served cold

Chapter 1813

Sophie quickly crossed her arms over her chest, blurting out, "I'm just a junior in high school! And here I thought you were a gentleman. Are you planning to take me to your place and then...?"

The more she spoke, the more James's face darkened. "Sophie, what do you think I am?"

"Some creep who invites a girl to stay over the first time they meet."

James tried his best not to let his mouth twitch in amusement or frustration. What on earth was going on in seventeen-year-old Sophie's head? How could she come up with such wild ideas?

"Listen, you've got two options: either hop in the car with me now, or head back to Uncle Perry's and keep dealing with their nonsense."

II

James went on, "You might've noticed your aunt being extra nice lately. Let me spell it out for you: it's because you're now my fiancée. If I call off our engagement, your life will get pretty tough for the next few years. Trust me, no other guy in Devonport would dare to date someone I've dumped."

home. Sophie was

I'll get in

quickly. If James had said that sooner, she would've been in the car ages

to the Burke estate that Sophie realized how massive James's home was. The Russell place was big, but

work, so you don't have to worry

a look, half amused and half incredulous. Seriously, how

always figured CEOs like you just drank tea and played golf, leaving the big stuff

you're not

"Huh?"

rub elbows with business elites, go to a few galas, occasionally hold a press conference or do

it sounds like a life