Revenge is Best Served… After Reborn

Tropical Beach Getaway.

Sophie was kicked back on a beach chair, soaking in the endless ocean, the blue sky dotted with fluffy clouds, and golden sand glistening in the sun. With her sunglasses on, she threw up a peace sign at her phone camera and snapped a pic for her social media.

In the shot, Sophie's half-hidden peace sign was set against an S Corporation artist wildly building a sandcastle in the background.

She captioned it: Blue skies, ocean vibes, fun colleagues, and the boss you can't have.

The comments blew up fast.

Comment 1: Team building trips are one thing, but taking everyone abroad? I need a boss like that!

Comment 2: Girl, you've snatched up all my crushes! Give me back my husband!

Comment 3: S Corporation's artists are on a collective break, and there goes my joy!

On the other side, Angelo, in his floral swim trunks and armed with a shovel, was digging in the sand with exaggerated frustration. He muttered, "A honeymoon before the wedding? Fine, but why am I organizing it? Bringing dozens of people abroad for days, do they think my money grows on trees?"

"Hey, bro, what are you grumbling about?"

"I'm not grumbling!"

Angelo was visibly annoyed, determined to get James to foot the bill.

Just then, Sophie took off her sunglasses, glanced at Angelo, and grinned, "Thanks to Mr. Pollard's arrangements, we saved a ton on team building. You're so generous, Mr. Pollard!"

Angelo forced a tight smile, "Oh, it's nothing! The Pollard family can handle it. Just being a good host! It's the least we can do!"

Angelo was feeling the financial strain, big time.

If he had control over the family funds, it might be different, but he didn't.

As he was stressing, Sandy suddenly shouted, "Yay, Dad just sent my allowance! Let's go buy jewelry later!"

Angelo's eyes lit up, "Dad sent you your allowance? What about mine?"

"I don't know, didn't he send you yours?"

Sandy looked puzzled.

Angelo whipped out his phone, refreshing his banking app repeatedly, but no money showed up.

Sandy shrugged, "Must be the system lagging. It'll show up soon."

"Did the old man forget about me?"

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"Only five million," Sandy thought Angelo was asking for way more and quickly transferred the money, "Done. Sent it." Seeing his sister comply so easily, Angelo was about to celebrate but then paused, "Wait, where did you get all that money?"

"Is five million a lot?"

Angelo grew suspicious, "How much does Dad give you every month?"

"We're siblings, so it's the same, right? It's always been this amount."

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"Seriously? Dad only gave you five million? Poor brother."