Revenge is best served cold novel Chapter 1183

Overseas, in the Pollard family household...

"I've told you already! It's not that I don't want to leave, it's that I can't!" Angelo groaned. "You have no idea what my old man is like! If you can actually get me out of here, I'd be seriously impressed! Hello? Hello? James, are you even listening?"

Angelo glanced at his phone screen, confirming that James had hung up, and angrily tossed the phone onto the bed. He'd been stuck at home for days, and all James seemed to care about was Sophie. Couldn't he spare a thought for his own apprentice?

If it weren't for helping James get close to Sophie, Angelo wouldn't be locked up by his dad right now.

With a sigh, Angelo sneaked a peek outside his bedroom door. As soon as Viona saw him, she slammed the door shut, not caring if it might hit his head.

Luckily, Angelo was quick enough to block it and grinned, "Viona, let me tell you a joke."

"Not interested."

"Do you know why I'm smiling at you?"

"......"

"Because it's hard to hit a smiling face!"

"......"

Viona turned away, clearly unamused.

Still grinning, Angelo tried a different tactic, "Hey, Viona, we've been getting along so well. You wouldn't rat me out to my dad if I wanted to step out for a bit, right?"

But Viona just yelled down the hallway, "Master! The young master is trying to sneak out again!"