Revenge is best served cold

Chapter 1843

Odie thought Griffin was just shooting the breeze, not taking him seriously at all. But when the other groups started tearing into each other, Odie realized that despite being like brothers, the fight for survival would pit them against each other in a brutal competition.

Colby was something else—both sharp as a tack and strong as an ox, way beyond everyone else in their crew who were scraping by from the bottom of the barrel. Sometimes, Odie couldn't help but wonder where Colby really came from. He didn't fit the mold of a kid from the rough side of town. He was savvy, breezing through high society's manners and games like he was born to it, even outplaying the old hands.

In just half a year, Colby had already caught the eye of Mr. Elwood as his top pick for a successor. Fiona, wide-eyed with curiosity, leaned in and asked, "Odie, what happened after that? How did it all shake out?"

Odie exhaled a cloud of smoke, his face darkening. "What happened next? He turned on Griffin and me."

Fiona, now even more intrigued, pressed further, "How did he do it?"

had always seen each other as brothers, making

can't outdrink me!" Elodie chirped, her cheeks flushed as

wasn't even trying! Twenty years ago, you'd be stuck at the

much booze? Come on, let's head home!" With that, Adler called out to Alec, "Son!

Adler sent the keys flying to Alec, who deftly caught them. Harold chimed in, "If everyone's had a bit too much, why not just crash here? I'll sort out the

but in the next breath, he was already hoisting Jenna up, adding, "Get my room ready first. They

the maid get the rooms ready. When everything was set, he teased Adler, "Think you still remember

his back. Alec glanced at the keys in his hand, then quietly slipped them

legendary stories from back in the day, but Griffin and Odie weren't spilling any beans. So, Fiona decided to

Fiona sidled up to Harold, whispering, "Uncle, do you know how amazing