Revenge is Best Served… After Reborn

Sophie paused for a moment and then asked, "I just saw Bea with a veil over her face. What's up with that? Is she sick or something?"

"Well, not exactly," Marian replied, looking a bit hesitant. But seeing the curiosity in Sophie's eyes, she continued, "Actually, Bea's been getting some cosmetic treatments recently. Her face isn't really in public- ready shape right now."Text © by N0ve/lDrama.Org.

"Cosmetic treatments?" Sophie echoed.

"Yeah, you know, those procedures that supposedly delay aging, tighten the skin, erase wrinkles, age spots, and all that jazz," Marian explained, recalling the details from her own appointment.

Hearing this, Sophie couldn't help but chuckle. She hadn't expected Bea to take the Pollard family's snub so hard that she'd resort to cosmetic work.

"Do you know which clinic she went to?" Sophie asked.

"The place is pretty swanky, but it's super pricey. One session alone costs six figures. I think it's called... Victoria something," Marian replied, struggling to remember. She then pulled out a business card from her pocket and handed it to Sophie. "Here, this is the place."

Sophie took the card, opened it casually, and saw the name: Victoria Beauty Clinic, with the logo of Minto Corporation.

Sophie laughed. "Figures, another one of Odie's schemes."

"Thanks, Marian. Can I hang on to this for now?" Sophie asked.

"Of course, Mrs. Costello. Just make sure Bea doesn't catch sight of you, or she'll probably throw another fit," Marian warned.

Bea had been venting her frustrations about Sophie non-stop, often smashing things whenever she saw news about Sophie and Colby on TV. If she spotted Sophie at Nichole's funeral, who knows what kind of scene she'd cause in front of the media.

"Don't worry, I'm just here to take a look around," Sophie reassured her. She glanced around the venue, surprised that James hadn't shown' up. She shook her head slightly. If what Gordon said was true, James's absence would just give the media more to speculate about, How could James not have foreseen this?

Suddenly, an unexpected guest arrived at the funeral. Heads turned, and all eyes, were on Odie, who strolled in wearing a sharp black suit. He even had a white flower pinned to his lapel, looking more like he was at a fashion show than a funeral.

Jonah trailed closely behind Odie, and whispers began to ripple through the crowd.

"Isn't that the CEO of Summerfield-Mintons? What's he doing here again?"

"I heard the Mintons have some business with Burke International. They've been collaborating, so Mr. Odie's probably here just to show support."

"Poor Mr. Odie, first the Pollard family broke off the engagement, then he split with Miss White from the White family. The guy's got a star-crossed life..."

The murmurs continued, and Sophie

found them amusing. Odie made his

way to the chapel, lit three sticks of incense, and said to Bea, "My

company, the Mintons, has a project with Burke International, and A personally have a good relationship

with Mr. Burke. I'm just surprised not to see him here today."

"James... he's heartbroken and not physically up to greeting guests. I'm sorry," Bea replied.