Revenge is best served cold novel Chapter 1366

"Alright."

Sophie got up from the bed.

Out of nowhere, James said, "Hand me your ring."

Sophie glanced down at the ring in her hand. Without questioning him, she slipped it off and placed it in James's hand.

James assured, "I'll return it to you sooner or later."

Sophie didn't say anything more. She just turned and walked out of the bedroom.

Deep down, she knew.

James had long since settled his debts with her.

The night was thick and dark.

James sat in Sophie's bedroom, staring at the dim table lamp.

In that moment, memories started playing back like a film reel to the night before.

He had arranged to meet Claire here first thing in the morning.

As soon as Sophie left, Claire showed up just as planned.

Walking in and seeing the empty room, Claire frowned, "Why did you ask me to come here?"

Looking at Claire's face, eerily similar to Sophie's, James felt a wave of revulsion.

No one could replace Sophie, and surely no one deserved to wear that face.

"You've always wanted to step into Sophie's shoes, haven't you? Well, here's your shot."

James tossed a set of clothes he'd prepared in advance in front of Claire, saying, "Dress as her, you know how to pull off the Sophie look."

"What... What are you planning?"

Claire hesitated, staring at James, trying to grasp his intentions.

James said, "I've killed Sophie. From today, you're her."

Hearing this, Claire's face lit up, "Are you for real?"