Revenge is Best Served… After Reborn

Meanwhile, over at the Pollard residence...

In the study, Angelo was doing a handstand against the wall, groaning in frustration. "How much longer? Seriously, how much longer do I have to do this?"

James glanced at his watch and replied nonchalantly, "You get ten minutes for each wrong answer, and there are thirty-two questions on the test. You got thirty-one wrong. Do the math." "What?! Are you serious? Are you here to teach me or to torture me? I'm telling my dad on you!"

"Go ahead, see who he listens to."

"You!"

James walked over to the coffee table, and as he picked up a mug, his hand inexplicably trembled, causing the mug to fall and shatter on the ground.

"Hey! James! That mug cost a thousand dollars. Be careful!"

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James bent down to pick up the pieces, feeling a sharp pain in his finger. A few drops of blood appeared on the shattered mug, and James frowned as he looked at the cut on his hand.

At Minton Estate, Odie yanked off Sophie's blindfold, and Jonah opened the car door. They were in the middle of a vast garden, complete with artificial mountains and waterfalls. The garage was split into upper and lower levels, and just the area in front of the mansion was as large as a sports field.

It was clear that this place had been recently purchased. It didn't look like a newly decorated manor. Considering the size and location, it must have cost several billion dollars. Everything was scaled to the Pollard family's standards. Miss Sandy definitely didn't skimp on her living arrangements.

"We're here."

After getting out of the car, Odie's disdain for the manor was obvious.

"Ms. Sophie, please."

Jonah kept a close eye on Sophie. She felt uncomfortable under his gaze and asked, "Am I a guest or a prisoner this time?"

"What do you think?"

Odie left the question hanging and walked ahead without waiting for Sophie. Vanessa followed closely behind, her mind in turmoil from the car ride.

In the living room, Sandy was sitting

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on the sofa, sipping her tea. When she saw Odie come in, she didn't even look up before demanding, "Odie, where have you been? Don't you know I wanted to go shopping this morning? Why haven't you cleared the mall of other shoppers yet?"

As soon as Sandy finished speaking, she noticed Vanessa, who had come back with Odie.

"Vanessa? Sandy frowned, took

Vanessa's hand, and asked discontentedly, "Why were you out with Odie so early? Didn't I ask you to wait for me so we could go shopping together?"

Vanessa couldn't even muster a smile, and Sandy then noticed Sophie, who was wearing only a champagne-colored nightgown, entering the room.

Sandy was immediately furious. "Sophie? Who allowed you into my house?"

Sophie shrugged. "I didn't want to come. Maybe you should ask Mr. Odie."

Sandy immediately turned to Odie. "Odie, explain yourself. What is this all about? You know I can't stand Sophie. Are you trying to make me uncomfortable on purpose?"

"How could I make you uncomfortable?" Odie replied calmly. "This was Ms. Vanessa's guest. I was merely acting as Ms. Vanessa's chauffeur. Isn't that right?"

As Odie cast a cold glance at her, Vanessa's face paled. Sandy, stil holding Vanessa's hand, demanded, "Vanessa, is what he's saying true? Why did you invite Sophie here? Tell me"