Revenge is Best Served After Reborn (James) novel Chapter 1001

"Hey Jenna, when did that kidnapping happen that you were talking about?"

"Hmm, let me think... it must've been over ten years ago. I was about to graduate from elementary school, so I was around twelve, I think?"

"So, Jenna, that would make it sixteen years ago?"

"Yeah, roughly!"

Sophie was doing the math in her head.

Sixteen years ago... If Gordon and Jenna were the same age, that means he was also twelve back then. Thinking about a twelve-year-old going through something like that was just heartbreaking.

"Alright, enough chit-chat. I'm gonna slap on a face mask and get my beauty sleep."

Jenna stretched and yawned, pretending she was about to leave.

Out of nowhere, Sophie said, "Jenna, where are you sleeping tonight?"

"Where else? My own room, of course!" Jenna replied, flustered. Sophie blinked and said, "I mean, since Colby's not coming back tonight, why don't we have a sleepover?"

Realizing her misunderstanding, Jenna quickly tried to hide her embarrassment. "Oh, I thought you were hinting at something between me and Adler..."

"I didn't say anything. If you know, you know," Sophie replied with a teasing look.

Adults, right? Impulsive moments happen. But sleeping with your brother's friend? That’s crossing a line.

Jenna's face turned as red as a tomato. "Sophie! I thought you were this quiet, well-behaved girl. How could you... how could you think such dirty thoughts!"

"Quiet and well-behaved? That's never been me. Maybe you should rethink your description?" Sophie shot back.

Blushing deeply, Jenna said, "Forget the face mask! Time to sleep!"

Just as Jenna was about to climb into Sophie's bed, a hand suddenly grabbed her from behind.

Jenna slammed the door shut behind her.

Outside, a drunk Adler was slumped against the wall.

When Jenna came out, she saw Adler with his head down, smelling strongly of alcohol.

Jenna hurried over and poked him. "Adler! Why's your face as red as a monkey's butt?"

Adler looked up, his charming, slightly unfocused eyes meeting hers. He clumsily reached out, pulling Jenna down to his level, and cupped her face in his hands.

Jenna swallowed nervously.

The air was thick with the scent of alcohol.

"Jenna..." Adler leaned in close to her ear and whispered, "I never flush when I drink."