Revenge is best served cold

Chapter 1892

When Harold saw what was going on, his face turned as dark as a storm cloud.

There, in the cafeteria, Sophie was chatting and laughing with some guy who was clearly trying to charm her. Harold couldn't stand it anymore and made a beeline for them. Everyone in the cafeteria froze, surprised by Harold's sudden entrance. He headed straight for Sophie and the guy she was with.

With a loud thud, Harold slammed his book onto the table. Sophie and the guy both jumped, clearly taken aback. They had no clue what Harold was up to.

Harold shot a fierce glare at the guy across from Sophie. Feeling the heat, the guy turned to Sophie and awkwardly asked, "Is this... your friend?"

Sophie, seeing Harold's intense expression, felt her temper flare up. "Harold, what's your problem?"

Harold ignored her, plopping down next to Sophie like he was marking his territory. "I'm her brother," he declared.

"Uh, nice to meet you, brother," the guy stammered, looking pretty shaken by Harold.

you need to back off from my sister. It really bugs

more. "I'm sorry! Really sorry!" he blurted before practically running out

gone, Harold let out a dismissive snort. "What's with your

face darkened. “What do you know? He's a friend

high school with? I don't remember this guy." Harold and Sophie had gone to the same high school, and

upperclassman from my club, alright?" Sophie snapped, clearly fuming. "I'm done talking to

to finish her meal. Harold was quick

finally stopped. She faced Harold, looking more upset than ever, and said, "I really

now you're all

normal, and he'd let it go. But today was different.

Harold couldn't

Seeing Sophie about to cry, he suddenly remembered the last time he'd made her cry-it was when

is heart softened, and