Revenge is best served cold novel Chapter 1152

Sophie glanced over at Timothy in the kitchen. He emerged wearing an apron, carrying a Dutch oven, his face an epitome of innocent harmlessness. “Ms. Sophie, I’ve made you and Mr. Colby some soup.”

Jenna and Adler shared a look: “…”

How does this kid have two faces?

Adler was certain he hadn’t imagined it; just moments ago, Timothy had been a brooding teenager, yet he managed to switch to such an innocent expression so quickly.

“Put it down,” Sophie instructed.

Timothy placed the Dutch oven on the table and quietly headed back to the kitchen.

Seeing that Sophie and Colby showed no interest in the soup, Adler asked, “Aren’t you two going to try it?”

“No need; it’s undrinkable anyway,” Sophie replied.

Jenna, half-doubting, leaned in and lifted the lid. Inside was a cabbage and meatball soup. She sniffed it but detected no aroma. After tasting a spoonful, her face twisted in distaste. “How did he manage to make food that looks good but tastes so awful?”

“Really? Is that even possible?” Adler stepped forward for a taste, smacking his lips before also grimacing. “How did this soup end up sweeter than salty? Didn’t he taste it himself?”

Sophie’s mind wasn’t on Timothy. Having already lured him here, she was certain he couldn’t escape. Her thoughts were entirely focused on the situation in Devonport. She had previously injured Griffin and seized the coveted shares of Burke International from Elodie. She doubted Elodie would let go so easily.

Upstairs, Rick descended slowly, addressing Sophie and Colby, “Ms. Sophie, Colby, the gentleman requests your presence upstairs.”

Sophie glanced at Colby beside her, and the two of them walked to the elevator hand in hand. Adler and Jenna watched, clicking their tongues in surprise.

Jenna commented, “Who would have thought that a year ago these two weren’t together, and now they’re inseparable?”

Adler, munching on peanuts, casually took Jenna’s hand, saying, “We’ll be like this a year from now too.”

“Dream on!” Jenna slapped away Adler’s hand.

In the kitchen, Timothy’s gaze was fixed on the second floor.

It was said that Gordon’s office was upstairs, usually off-limits, and his servant’s quarters were on the southern side of the first floor. Approaching the second floor would require passing through four security checkpoints.

The Aldridge family, true to rumors, was fortified inside and out.

Upstairs, in the study.

Rick pushed open the door to the upstairs study. Gordon, as usual, was seated at his desk, his wheelchair the same as always. Gordon casually glanced at the newspaper in his hand until the two entered. Then he slowly began, “Congratulations to you both; the wedding is over. What follows is a world fraught with battles.”

With that, Gordon placed the newspaper on the desk.

It clearly stated that Reeves Entertainment had been acquired by Burke International, with Elodie, the head of Reeves International, acting as the interim manager of Burke International's affairs. She had been elected the new CEO of Burke International.

Seeing the information on the paper, Sophie asked, “Elodie has already given me James’s share agreement. How did she become the CEO?”

“Don’t forget, you only hold forty-five percent of the shares,” Gordon said slowly. “Moreover, with you absent from Devonport these past days, Elodie only had to offer those shareholders substantial benefits for them to support her as CEO.”

Sophie countered, “So, she has a title with no real power?”

“That matriarch of the Burke family has already transferred her ten percent of shares to Elodie. With Elodie obtaining unanimous support from the shareholders, how can you say she lacks real power?”

Gordon then looked at Colby, saying, “Colby, getting injured this time was quite timely.”