Revenge is Best Served… After Reborn

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Jenna stepped up and took the black gift box. As she opened it, inside was a beautifully crafted brooch shaped like an orchid. The stem was sharp and slender, curving into a lovely arc, with the pistil adorned with several tiny diamonds that sparkled like glass-clearly high quality.

Jenna frowned, puzzled. "This brooch is pretty, but it seems a bit plain. Why would Odie give you this? And the pin is so sharp, it could easily hurt someone."

"Let me see."

Sophie extended her hand, and Jenna placed the brooch in her palm. Sophie examined it closely, noticing the well-cut diamonds that looked stunning from every angle.

Such craftsmanship required a truly skilled artisan. The orchid shape was elegant, noble, and carried a hint of elusive mystery.

Sophie said, "Odie doesn't have this kind of taste. It can't be from him."

"Really? Then who sent it?"

Jenna leaned in, curious, but no matter how hard she looked, she couldn't see anything special about the brooch beyond its beauty. "Hold onto it for me. I actually quite like it."

Sophie handed the brooch back, and Jenna nodded. "Alright."

Meanwhile, in the car, James glanced down at the ring in his hand, its diamond now missing, but a slight smile crept across his face. Maybe... this was for the best.

The waiter, having just served James, was happily counting his tips when he saw a man stepping out of a sports car.

Reece, wearing sunglasses and a

trendy white suit with silver sequins, was followed closely by his agent, who said, "Reece, you've got the red carpet tonight!"

"It's just a wedding, no big deal."

"A wedding? What if the paparazzi catch you? Ms. Sophie will kill me!"

The agent tried to hurry Reece along, but Reece was already at the hotel entrance. The waiter, upon recognizing Reece, was almost speechless. The leading actor here too?

As Reece went inside, the waiter instinctively wanted to ask for an autograph but was blocked by a motorcycle that suddenly stopped in front of him. The rider, still wearing a helmet, spoke in a low voice.

"Take this gift upstairs, here's a tip."

Harold casually tossed the gift and some money into the waiter's arms, leaving him stunned.

What kind of day was this?

First Mr. Odie, then a masked stranger, followed by a leading actor, and now a redhead in a helmet!

Though puzzled, the waiter headed upstairs.

By this time, Reece had already knocked on the open suite door. Sophie already made up, was. getting her hair done. Seeing Reece, she exclaimed in surprise, "Ada told me you couldn't make it today!"

"On your big day? No way I'd miss it. Don't forget, you're my most important partner."

As Reece walked in, the waiter, feeling a bit awkward, also entered, saying, "Ms. Sophie, this is a gift for you."