Revenge is best served cold novel Chapter 1495

Hearing that a single earring cost a staggering ten thousand, the brothers, who had been idle moments ago, began reaching for the drinks. Sophie lounged back on the sofa, her eyes wandering over the room. It's no wonder the wealthy chase after pleasure; such a dazzling scene was truly captivating.

Her gaze soon landed on the youngest brother tucked away in a corner. He wore a simple white hoodie, his skin fair, and his features slightly boyish compared to the others. Yet, his eyes were striking, a perfect pair of almond-shaped eyes with a touch of mystery. At that moment, his lips were pressed together, hinting at his unease.

Perhaps because he met Sophie's eyes, he grew even more flustered and quickly looked down. Amused by his shyness, Sophie raised an eyebrow and beckoned him over. After a moment's hesitation, he rose from his seat. In the bustling nightclub, the male model seemed a bit out of place.

Sophie asked, “What’s your name?”

“Ma’am, I’m Spencer,” he replied, his demeanor polite and well-mannered.

“Spencer…” Sophie echoed, clearly liking the sound of it, as her eyes flicked to the other guys nearby. The brothers at the booth, noticing Sophie's interest in Spencer, even slowed their drinking to watch her reaction.

The least happy among them was the suave, open-collared suit-wearing guy who’d been trying to catch Sophie's attention from the start. In terms of looks, this guy was the most striking of the six. His chiseled features, deep-set eyes, and prominent nose were enough to catch anyone's eye. His tousled, edgy hairstyle and the black earring added an irresistible allure.

Just then, Sophie watched as he grabbed a glass of brandy from the table and downed half in one go. The liquor was strong, and he didn’t bother hiding his jealousy and frustration. After all, a client like Sophie was a rare gem, even in a crowd of a thousand.