Revenge is best served cold novel Chapter 1442

"You're only important when you're alive; once you're dead, you don't count for anything!"

Odie murmured, "You and Sophie, neither of you are saints. Even now, you're still trying to make deals with me…"

Outside the casino, the ambulance had already pulled up.

Odie was carefully placed on a stretcher.

Seeing this, Colby turned to Sophie, who stood beside him, and said, "I'll take care of the situation here at the casino. You go with him."

"Alright."

Sophie didn't hesitate for a second.

Colby was the only one who could handle the chaos of an overseas casino. Staying wouldn't help; she'd do better looking after Odie.

The ambulance sped towards the nearest hospital.

Inside, Sophie glanced down at Odie, who lay on the stretcher, covered in blood. He was a mess of wounds, practically a walking disaster, his appearance downright alarming.

"Why are your eyes still red? Sophie, you're hopeless. I haven't even cried out."

Odie kept on with his trivial comments from the stretcher.

Sophie shot him a glare and snapped, "My eyes are red from the wind! Do you have any idea how long it took us to find you? Couldn't you have left us some clues when you got caught? Odie! I used to think you were just foolish, but now I see you're completely clueless!"

"I wasn't caught; I went of my own free will."

Hearing that, Sophie's expression darkened even more: "Willingly... and you're proud of that? I...!"

A nurse nearby quickly chimed in, "Please, let's keep calm. Don't upset the patient."

"Considering you're practically at death's door, I'll let it slide. We'll settle this once you're back on your feet!" Sophie said, her teeth clenched.

Odie finally gave in, exhausted, and closed his eyes, "Let's discuss it if I wake up."

Hearing Odie's ominous words, Sophie felt the urge to smack him.