Revenge is Best Served… After Reborn

Did they go out for a welcome dinner?

Just then, Timothy came down from upstairs. Spotting him, Angelo immediately rushed over. "Hey! Have you seen them?"

"Seen who?"

"Harold, Adler, and Jenna!"

"Nope."

With a cold expression, Timothy brushed Angelo off and headed straight to the kitchen.

Angelo, hands on hips, fumed, "What's with that attitude? You act all sweet around Sophie, but the moment she's gone, you turn ice-cold!"This text is © NôvelDrama/.Org.

Timothy didn't even bother to respond. Angelo, grinding his teeth, muttered under his breath, "One of these days, I'll catch you in the act and prove to everyone you're a double-crosser!"

Upstairs, Rick came down as well.

Seeing Rick, Angelo's face lit up like he'd found his anchor. "Rick! Where is everyone? Why is nobody around? I don't even know where Sophie and Colby disappeared to. They didn't ditch us for dinner, did they?" "Dinner? What dinner?"

"The welcome dinner!"

"What welcome dinner?"

Rick looked puzzled.

Angelo, dead serious, replied, "The welcome dinner! When family comes from afar, isn't there always a welcome dinner?"

Rick sighed, "We've had a lot going on at home lately, didn't have time to prepare anything. But thanks for your efforts, Mr. Angelo. I see the living room's still a bit messy; I'll get someone to tidy it up. You two can go ahead and eat." Rick was polite, but mentioning the mess stung Angelo's pride.

He had spent all afternoon preparing!

Sandy rolled her eyes. "Bro, can't you get it together?"

"Who knew Devonport's customs were so different from abroad?"

Angelo plopped down at the table, devouring a slice of pizza. "Had I known, I wouldn't have bothered! And who knows what they're so busy with!"

Sandy, resting her chin on her hand, said, "I have no idea. What are they busy with all day? Why are we the only ones with nothing to do?"

"Beats me. Maybe they're busy with work? Feels great not being a corporate drone."

Angelo sighed deeply.

Meanwhile

A red sports car was cornered by a group of masked bodyguards in a dark alley.

Having had a rough day at work, Jenna's mood was at an all-time low.

Seeing Jenna like this, Adler quickly opened the car door and addressed the blockers, "Hey guys, we're

starving here. Can you not ruin my date night with my girlfriend?"

The dozen or so bodyguards didn't budge, even twisting their stun batons in unison.

"Forget talking to them."

Jenna frowned, "I'll just run them over!"

With that, Jenna floored the accelerator.

Adler, realizing what she was about to do, quickly jumped into the car. "Jenna! I'm still outside!"

Jenna didn't hesitate. She floored it, knocking over several of the men. However, gunshots rang out, and the car's rear tire burst instantly.

Seeing the tire blowout, Jenna's face darkened even more.

The crowd around them grew larger.

Although Adler initially panicked,

seeing Jenna's expression, he couldn't help but mutter, "Great, of all cars to wreck, it had to be the red sports car. They're done for now."