Revenge is Best Served… After Reborn

Hearing James say that made Sophie scoff, “James, how about you demand the same from yourself before you ask it of others? Today, you brought Nichole here. Did you ever consider your reputation or how it would reflect on me?”

“I had Colt inform you today.”

“Did he? Was it to tell me not to come?”

James fell silent. He knew he was in the wrong.

Sophie continued, “Colby was an outsider, and he assumed Nichole was your wife. Imagine when everyone else realizes this. If you really care for Nichole, then let’s get a divorce.”

“Sophie, have you lost your mind?” James frowned.

Although he didn’t particularly like Sophie, that didn’t mean he wanted a divorce. After all, theirs was a marriage of business convenience, not something one could just walk away from.

Sophie observed James‘ serious demeanor and knew that he wasn’t considering divorce at the moment only because her family was backing her,

In a few years, once she no longer held any value, James would discard her as easily as throwing out the

trash.

Thinking of her dismal future, she preferred to end things now.

“I said, let’s divorce.”

The next day, news that Sophie had spent ten billion to purchase a derelict lot swept through all major platforms.

As the sole heir to the Russell fortune, Sophie indeed controlled all of their assets, and ten billion was but a drop in the bucket.

However, the Russell family’s businesses were still operational, which meant that liquid funds were not

abundant. Ten billion was no small sum.

Sophie lay in bed massaging her temples.

Could she approach James? No way. After she had suggested a divorce yesterday, James had stormed off without a backward glance.

She couldn’t understand it. She had even been willing to cede part of the Russell fortune to him in the end,

but he still refused to divorce.

But if not James, who else could she turn to?

Suddenly, Sophie sat bolt upright in bed.

Of course!

“Colby!”

High society was a small world, and with a little networking, Sophie quickly got in touch with Colby.

She remembered that Colby’s influence was international, and for the past couple of years, he had been entrenched in Devonport. While others might not know why, she did. In the coming years, Colby

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rapidly take over the Devonport businesses, challenging James for dominance.

In the corporate boardroom, Colby silently toyed with his lighter. Sophie got straight to the point. “I need to borrow eight billion from you.”

Adler, who was drinking tea, choked. Directness was one thing, but this was on another level!

“Ms. Sophie, that’s quite upfront of you.” NôvelDrama.Org owns this.

Sophie blinked, “You once said that ten billion would barely get you a shack.”

“I was just helping you out. Was that not clear enough? I’ve never seen such ingratitude!”

Adler shook his head. Beautiful women really were a breed apart.

Colby flicked his lighter. “First, tell me why I should lend you eight billion.”

“I was about to secure the Crescent lot for two billion, but you stepped in, forcing me to throw in another eight billion.”

“That’s not a good enough reason.”

Sophie paused before speaking, “Your enterprises have been overseas, but you’ve been frequently seen in Devonport these past years. I guess you’re planning to transfer those illegal assets overseas to Devonport to launder them, right?”

Adler paused mid–sip, instinctively glancing at Colby. This girl knew about these things? That was news.