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.

his way

are you doing here after hours?" Jenna

looked serious. "There's an emergency at the company. An urgent

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

wait here for me. I'll be back once I've sorted this out," Jenna assured her. Then she yelled over to Harold, who was surrounded by a flock of

with so many people around, how

middle of the dance floor, sipping on a drink that was as sweet as juice. Before she knew it,

noticed that the crowd was thinning out, as if everyone had suddenly received some bad news

appeared, helping a drunken Harold out of

she instinctively wanted to follow, but before she

herself face-to-face with

like he'd just wrapped up