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."

"I've got a

he headed back to his

cast a glance at Alec as he left, his eyes carrying that classic

Hurry up! Get in here, quick!" Fiona called out, bursting with excitement as she opened a dusty old file folder. It looked like it was

page. You could tell James had gone through it many times; the pages were all crinkled.

in closer. Fiona hadn't been involved in the company, so the business lingo was a bit over her head. She tugged on

can't figure that out?"

she pressed on,

your dad got a

Fiona asked, puzzled. "Why would

me? He's your dad!" Alec

of them bickered away

a bit tipsy, leaned into Colby's chest. "What do you think Fiona will find out about her