Revenge is best served cold

Chapter 1850

His emotional detachment wasn't something he was born with, nor was it because he was missing some kind of emotional nerve. Instead, he'd numbed himself to all feelings, convincing himself he wouldn't feel pain, sadness, fear, or dread. This indifference was his way of shielding himself.

That day, tragedy struck the Costello family. His parents were in a car accident. He'd been with them, but somehow, he survived. The hospital was a whirlwind of chaos, and he stood there, numb, outside the operating room. His grandfather, an elderly man, arrived in a rush. When he learned that his son and daughter-in-law hadn't made it, he almost fainted from the shock.

He was disconnected from the emotions swirling around him, as if they'd been drained out of his body. His grandfather held him, crying, but he couldn't shed a tear. He didn't even know why he should.

He began to question the point of his survival, drifting through his days in a fog. Later, his grandfather urged him to live for revenge, believing that through vengeance, he might find a reason to carry on.

Life overseas was tough, but luckily, he couldn't feel the pain. Everything was driven by revenge. He needed influence abroad, so taking lives became just another task in his mission. He watched people on the brink of death plead for mercy, but he showed none.

life. She was like a resilient blade of grass, rising from the ashes amidst a raging fire. He hadn't felt such vibrant energy in ages-pure, sincere, brave. She seemed to water the dry

Sophie, which had taken root and

that car accident had never

"Bang-!"

it! Who's the fool

his eyes and saw a girl stepping out with the

mean he can speed! Who does he think he

ready to keep arguing, but the girl tugged at him, saying, "We don't need the money. Your car's worse off than ours." Her voice was sweet and familiar. Colby felt like he'd heard it before, so he rolled down his window. When their eyes met, he was sure