Revenge is Best Served After Reborn (James) novel Chapter 1153

"Hey there, look who finally decided to join us!" came a playful voice from downstairs.

Four people were huddled around a poker table, deeply engrossed in their game. Sophie had just managed to pull Timothy into the fray. Upon seeing Colby come down the stairs, Adler threw down a card, grinning, "What were you two big shots talking about that’s so hush-hush? Not even Sophie gets to know?"

"Private business," Colby replied, descending the last few steps. He noticed the trio exchanging sneaky signals under the table, clearly planning to gang up on Timothy. He looked away, pretending to be oblivious.

Sophie caught Colby's eye and gave him a subtle nod. Colby moved behind Timothy, took a quick peek at his hand, then signaled back to Sophie.

"Queen of Hearts," Timothy said, discarding his card.

"Gotcha!" Sophie declared, spreading her cards out with a triumphant smile.

Timothy stared at the table, bewildered. Who bets everything on a Queen of Hearts?

Adler chuckled, "Ah, young man, you’re still too green. Ms. Sophie just outfoxed you. Time to pay up."

Timothy sighed and handed over a crisp bill to Sophie. The stakes were high, and in just a few rounds, Timothy had lost thousands.

Sensing an opportunity, Jenna casually remarked, "I've heard Elodie’s been making waves lately—gracing financial magazine covers, giving interviews, and looking poised to dethrone James as the next big power player."

"With Sophie in our corner, who cares if Elodie becomes CEO of Burke International? Tomorrow, Sophie will take her on head-to-head!" Adler boasted.

*Snap*

Even Adler was taken aback. "Wow, that’s some serious force!"

Timothy instinctively tried to escape but was no match for Colby, who had him pinned to the floor in seconds. Colby didn’t hold back, leaving Timothy numb and unable to move.

Sophie walked over and crouched down to Timothy’s level. "Little brother, we were almost convinced you were innocent. Why couldn’t you just keep a low profile a bit longer?"

She took the miniature computer from Timothy, examined it, then tossed it to Adler. "Mr. Adler, this is your department."

"On it!" Adler said, marveling at the device. "Human ingenuity never ceases to amaze me. A tiny computer like this can send messages? You really missed your calling as a spy!"