Revenge is best served cold novel Chapter 1392

Harold turned away, his ears turning a shade of red. "You look better than before."

"Harold! What’s that supposed to mean?"

And just like that, the moment was ruined.

Harold scowled. "Sophie! Could you lower your voice, please?"

"No way!"

"I just can't deal with you right now!"

He spun around and walked off, leaving Sophie fuming.

What did he mean by 'better than before'? She’d always been a stunner!

"Okay, okay, let’s not make a scene," Jenna chimed in. "I think it’s about time we head downstairs, don’t you think?"

Sophie pouted but quickly realized she had a bigger problem.

"Jenna... I can’t walk."

"Huh?"

Jenna glanced at Sophie, who looked thoroughly embarrassed. "You’ve never worn high heels before?"

Sophie shook her head frantically.

With twelve years of school focused solely on academics and then three grueling years preparing for college entrance exams, when did she ever have the time or occasion to wear heels?

Jenna sighed. Young girls, always a handful.

Sophie asked, pouting, "Jenna, what am I supposed to do then?"

"Just don’t act like you're in sneakers, and you’ll be fine."

Downstairs, James arrived at the venue right on time.

The VIPs were mostly there, and he quickly spotted his parents chatting with Andrew.