Revenge is best served cold

Chapter 1845

Colby kept quiet.

You can't really hide the way your eyes light up when you like someone. But since Fiona was his daughter, he wasn't going to make things easy for Alec. If Alec was serious about winning her over, he'd have to go through Colby first.

Fast forward half an hour.

Fiona tagged along with James into the Burke estate. The place hadn't changed much since she was little. The maids had already spruced up the rooms. But instead of heading straight to her room, she made a beeline for James's study.

Spotting James on the couch, popping an aspirin, Fiona got straight to the point: "Godfather, I wanted to ask..."

"About your dad's legendary tales, right?" James cut in.

Fiona nodded eagerly, like a little chick pecking at feed. James massaged his temples, feeling the effects of a bit too much booze from earlier. He pointed at a nearby bookshelf, saying, "Third shelf, left side, third book. That's your dad's file. Go ahead, take a look."

water and added, "I've got a meeting tomorrow, so remember to

as he headed back to his room. Alec was lingering

he left, his eyes carrying

a dusty old file folder. It looked like it was from decades ago, the paper yellowed with

James had gone through it many times; the pages were all crinkled.

in the company, so the business lingo was a bit over her head. She tugged on Alec's

experiences. You really can't figure

it say?" she pressed on, pointing to a passage.

in French. It says your dad got a

puzzled. "Why would my

your dad!"

of them bickered away in

at the Aldridge Estate, Sophie, a bit tipsy, leaned into Colby's chest.