Revenge is Best Served… After Reborn

Sophie furrowed her brow and said, "Just focus on driving, I won't ask anymore."

"Thanks for understanding, Mrs. Costello."

After that, Rick actually started driving more smoothly.

"Thanks for being so understanding, honey."

"Why don't you just shut up!"

Sophie shot a glare at Colby.

Colby obediently zipped his lips.

When they arrived at the Burke Estate, Sophie helped Colby out of the car. Jenna and Adler were nowhere to be seen, and the hall was empty except for a maid cleaning. "Rick, where are Jenna and Adler?"

"They went out for a late-night snack last night and haven't come back since. They might have... stayed out."

"Stayed out?"

Before Sophie could react, Angelo's voice echoed from upstairs, "So you finally came back! Where were you last night? I couldn't find anyone!"

Angelo peered downstairs, his eyes immediately landing on the injured Colby.

He looked stunned.

How did Colby get hurt?

Recalling last night when James showed up at the Burke Estate and mentioned he'd be disappearing for a while, a terrible thought crossed Angelo's mind. James! Did he finally make a move against his rival in love?

Well, who could tolerate someone else being around the woman they loved?

It was somewhat understandable that he acted.

"Mr. Pollard, what's with that look?"

Sophie glanced at Angelo, feeling she could detect a hint of regret and pain in his eyes.

"Ah? It's nothing, I'm just surprised that the famous Colby could get hurt."

And looking so frail...

Colby was practically leaning on Sophie, his pale face gaining a touch of softness, like a tender spouse.

"I should take Colby to our room. His wound seems to have reopened in the car."

Sophie didn't feel like chatting with Angelo right now; she supported Colby and headed upstairs.

Angelo watched Colby, sighing internally about how ruthless James had been.

Typical for a love rival.

It was a miracle he hadn't been killed.

Sophie felt more and more that

something was off with Angelo's et

look. She paused beside him and asked, "Mr. Pollard, do you have something you want to say?

"Me? What could I possibly have to say? I have nothing!"

If James had gone after Colby, who knows if he'd come after him for saying the wrong thing!

Sophie was skeptical but decided to first take Colby upstairs.

"This Angelo is acting strange, not at all like the heir of the Pollard family that rumors suggest."

Sophie frowned, looking at Colby

beside her and said, "Earlier in the et

car, Rick

you

told you not to speak. Were

guys plotting something?"

Colby sincerely replied, "Honey, their intentions are too malicious. I can't play their games; I didn't conspire with them."

"So, you figured it out on your own?"

"I guess."

"Your timing last night was so prompt. Someone must have tipped you off, right?"

The attack was swift and precise. If Colby hadn't arrived, James's knife would have been on her.

In the urgency of the moment, she hadn't had time to think much about it, just assuming James really intended to kill her.

But now, looking back, Colby's arrival was too coincidental.

How come the police also arrived right after?

If James really wanted to kill someone, using a folding knife would be too cumbersome. All of this seemed as if James was waiting to be caught. en.swExclusive © content by N(ô)ve/l/Drama.Org.