Revenge is best served cold

Chapter 1821

As the seasons rolled from spring to fall, it felt like an eternity of winters and summers had slipped by unnoticed. Sophie's coming-of-age celebration seemed like it was ages ago. Gordon sensed something was off within him. For a while, it felt like another soul had taken over his body. He'd find himself doing things that were so unlike him, yet oddly familiar. This other presence seemed intent on creating a distance between him and Sophie.

One day, he stood in front of the mirror, finding no visible changes in his reflection. But deep down, memories kept reminding him. His little princess was living an entirely different life in another world. Over there, she had her share of joy and sorrow. She was fully capable of crafting the life she desired, but it came with a hefty price. And half of that cost was on him. He could almost see his broken self in that parallel world, and in that instant, their souls seemed to connect.

"Hey, big brother!" Sophie suddenly burst into his room, breaking the heavy silence. She spotted his white dress shirt and suit jacket tossed carelessly on the floor. There he stood, shirtless, with his hair slightly tousled. She knew Gordon took pride in being impeccably tidy and would never let himself appear even a bit disheveled. Not even when he was alone.

a warm embrace. His body radiated warmth, and this hug felt different, somehow. Sophie couldn't quite put

voice and said, "From now on, don't just barge in like that." "But it's always been okay before, hasn't it?" Sophie replied, puzzled. "You never told me not to just walk into your

boundaries between men and women." Gordon released her, gently ruffling her hair. Then he bent down, picked up his white shirt from the floor, and put it

you?" Sophie said. "If it were anyone else, I wouldn't just walk into their room like that." "Other men can't, and neither can I," Gordon