Revenge is best served cold novel Chapter 1853

Colby found himself dropping to one knee almost without realizing it. Slowly, he said, "Ms. Sophie, please forgive my earlier rudeness. If you're still upset, the Costello family has plenty of water—feel free to splash some at me."

"Are you out of your mind?" Sophie exclaimed, practically tripping over her own feet as she fled the scene in haste.

Colby's gaze darkened unconsciously. Why on earth had he knelt before Sophie like that?

After the dinner party wrapped up, Colby rubbed his weary forehead. There was this nagging feeling that he’d forgotten something important.

His mother burst into his room, practically buzzing with excitement.

Colby knitted his brows reflexively. "Mom, how many times have I asked you not to just barge in?"

"I'm sorry, honey, but I just couldn't hold it in this time!" she gushed, practically glowing with pride. "I just can't believe it! My son, giving roses to a girl!"

She had always thought her son wasn’t interested in romance, that he was indifferent to women. But this was beyond her wildest dreams. Her son, giving roses? His time abroad must have boosted his emotional intelligence.

"Sweetheart, you know how much I adore that Russell girl. Go on, win her over from Gordon!"

She looked so moved, like she was ready to kidnap Sophie herself.

"Mom, you're overthinking this," Colby said coolly. "I don't make a habit of stealing other men's wives."

"What's the big deal? Your father stole me from someone else back in the day." She paused, her gaze sharpening as she looked at him. "If you don't apologize to that Russell girl, believe me, I'll plaster your childhood photos everywhere."

"......"

The next day, Colby got a call from Gordon. Despite knowing him for ages, it was the first time Gordon had reached out.