Revenge is Best Served… After Reborn

James spoke coolly, and Sophie was somewhat surprised.

In the past, James wasn’t like this with Nichole. What had gotten into him today?

Soon, Sophie realized it was probably because of the question a reporter had asked earlier, which made James more cautious.

Hearing James speak like this, Nichole could hardly hide her disappointment. Ever since her birthday night, James had been distant and cold to her, and even when she took the Initiative to call him, it hadn’t helped much

Nichole nodded obediently, “Okay, I’ll go back now.”

Seeing Nichole’s dejected expression, James felt a twinge of regret. Had his tone been too harsh just now?

Sophie watched Nichole leaving and said, “A girl’s heart is very fragile, if you want to make amends, go ahead.”

“You want me to comfort her?” James frowned, his tone also carrying a hint of skepticism

“After all, she is your protégé. You’ve always been so kind to her, and now suddenly you’re so cold, of course she’s upset.”

James pursed his lips.

Sophie added, “If you don’t go now, it might be too late. Lee drives really fast, you know.”

“There’s no need for reverse psychology: James took Sophie’s hand and said lightly, “You are the real Mrs. Burke.”

Sophie was taken aback.

James was already holding her hand and leaving the venue.

Sophie looked up at James‘ profile and suddenly remembered the first time she met James years ago. He had taken her hand like this and they had walked home together.

Perhaps James didn’t remember, but back then, the Russell family had a mischievous twelve year–old girl. And at that time, James was still studying, just a seventeen–year–old boy.

It was then she had thought to herself, how wonderful it would be to marry a man with such a handsome profile one day. But now, she was no longer that girl filled with youthful dreams.

With that thought, Sophie withdrew her hand from James

Feeling the emptiness in his palm, James turned back to watch Sophie, who stood still. He asked, “Are you okay?”

“There are no reporters here. You don’t have to hold my hands anymore.”

Sophie’s expression looked upset, with a trace of gloom in her eyes.

James indeed couldn’t find a suitable reason. He had just acted on instinct.

“Let’s go home.” Sophie walked ahead quickly, not waiting for James behind her.

James didn’t understand what he had done wrong, as Sophie’s mood had suddenly worsened. Are women’s moods always this unpredictable?

*James! Come down and drive!” Sophie’s voice echoed from the elevator.

James took a deep breath. Sophie was becoming more and more of an enigma to him.

Meanwhile, Colby, with a grim expression, threw the dart he held in his hand directly at the television.

Suddenly, the TV screen cracked under the impact