Revenge is Best Served After Reborn (James) novel Chapter 1255

All three of them were momentarily stunned.

"What on earth is going on?" Sandy scanned the room, her eyes landing on an enormous pendulum clock on the wall, its deep chimes echoing through the room.

Sophie glanced at the clock. It was precisely 8:00 PM. At that moment, a beam of light illuminated a sofa on the second floor. A man wearing a mask was sitting there.

Sophie stared at him, feeling an increasing sense of familiarity. Jenna seemed to have a strong hunch too. She turned to Sophie and said, "Sophie, is that...?"

"Is that...?"

"Welcome to the Mintons' dinner party. I am the new CEO of the Mintons."

The voice was unmistakable, leaving Jenna and Sophie completely flabbergasted. Even Sandy found it strange. She nudged Jenna and Sophie, saying, "Isn't that voice familiar? Like, someone's brother? Am I hearing things?"

Sandy was itching to get to the bottom of this. How could Harold be the new CEO of the Mintons? Just a few days ago, they saw the news and Harold hadn't offered any explanations.

Upstairs, Harold removed his mask, revealing his cold, distant face. The crowd was shocked. After disappearing in Devonport for a year, the once aimless rich kid had become the CEO of the Mintons?

Sophie's mind was a whirlwind of confusion, while Jenna could no longer contain herself. "This brat! What does he think he's doing? I need to knock some sense into him!" Jenna was about to charge forward, but Sophie grabbed her arm, stopping her. "Hold on! Have you seen the guards around here? There are at least thirty people patrolling both floors! We can't even get close to Harold, let alone the second floor!"

Sophie gave Jenna a meaningful look. They saw eight guards stationed at the staircase leading to the second floor and at least ten men standing behind Harold. Jenna scowled, "This brat, always playing games with us when he was with the Aldridge family! What's he up to? He didn't even tell us about becoming the CEO of the Mintons!"

"Harold might have his reasons, or maybe... maybe it was Mr. Gordon’s directive..." Sophie’s words seemed to cool Jenna's anger a bit. If it was indeed Mr. Gordon's directive, it wasn’t entirely implausible. But why keep it a secret from them?

Just as the three were debating their next move, the door burst open and Rick came rushing in.