Revenge is best served cold

Chapter 1826

"Sir, aren't you going to check on her?" Rick asked, knowing full well that Gordon was the most concerned about Sophie's safety. Clubs like Nightshade weren't exactly known for their safety.

Gordon, however, remained unruffled. "The meeting continues," he said calmly.

Rick was taken aback. Continue? Really? But he didn't dare question it, and neither did the other executives, who quickly resumed their meeting, some even picking up the pace as if sensing a shift in the room's energy.

Meanwhile, over at Nightshade, Jenna was well on her way to being drunk. She glanced at her phone-an entire hour had passed since they arrived.

Why hasn't Gordon's crew shown up yet? It didn't add up. There's no way Gordon, who cherished Sophie like a treasure, would let her run amok like this. Something's fishy!

Just as Jenna was piecing things together, a bodyguard from the Dennis family barged in, scanning the crowd for her.

pushing his way

you doing here

emergency at the company. An urgent meeting is happening right now. You need to

said, her expression darkening. Sophie, standing nearby, chimed in, "Jenna, is

to Harold, who was surrounded by

help, but with so many

the dance floor, sipping on a drink that was as sweet as juice. Before she knew it, she'd had another. Turns out, alcohol wasn't

more people were trickling in. Sophie noticed that the crowd was thinning out, as if everyone had suddenly received some bad news that sent them packing with sullen looks. Even the women around Harold disappeared

drunken Harold out

wanted to follow, but before she could, she collided

she found herself face-to-face with Gordon. He was still in

just wrapped up