Revenge is Best Served After Reborn (James) novel Chapter 491

"How could the Burke family be involved in a robbery for no reason at all?"

Sophie was well aware of the Burke family's security system. Besides the twenty guards, there were numerous maids and bodyguards. The Burke mansion even had its own chapel. Thus, the front and back doors were equipped with state-of-the-art security systems, making it nearly impossible for the average person to break into the Burke estate. What kind of robber would have the capability to suddenly break into the back door of the Burke mansion?

"The police should be here soon. We shouldn't add to the chaos. Sophie, let's go."

Jenna tugged at Sophie's arm with a hint of fear, but Sophie frowned and said, "Don't call the police. I'm going in."

"Sophie, have you lost your mind?"

Adler couldn't believe what he was hearing as he stared at Sophie. She glanced at the grand entrance of the Burke mansion. If her guess was correct, the robber inside the Burke mansion right now was exactly the person she was thinking of.

Sophie rushed towards the grand entrance of the Burke mansion, which was already in disarray. In the darkness, Sophie was quickly seized by someone. "Sir, we caught a woman!"

The robber's voice immediately caught a man's attention in the dark, who glanced at Sophie and frowned. "Let her go."

"But..."

"I said let her go!"

That voice was too familiar. Even though it was lowered, Sophie could clearly recognize who it was.

"Sophie, get out of here!"

James' voice was weak, clearly indicating he had been injured. Sophie slowly walked towards the darkness. Even though the man's face was masked, Sophie could tell at a glance who he was.

Sophie whispered, "Stop messing around. The police will be here soon."

The man's body stiffened. Sophie looked up and said, "You've hit him and vented your anger. Isn't it time to leave?"

Once Colt confirmed it was safe, he immediately ran to the ground floor's electrical room, and soon, the lights in the Burke mansion were back on.

James had been stabbed in the abdomen. He was bleeding profusely, leaning against a sofa in the lobby, his face pale.

"What are you waiting for? Find a first aid kit! Call 911!"

People in the lobby snapped back to reality. Some searched for a first aid kit while others were dialing 911.

Sophie approached, examining James' wound. The attacker had plunged a knife into James' left side. Fortunately, the knife hadn't been pulled out, or James would have lost too much blood to wait for the ambulance.

"Hang in there. We can't remove the knife. I'll apply some antihemorrhagic drugs, and we'll wait for the ambulance to ask the doctor."

James' gaze fell on Sophie's side profile. He smiled and said, "Okay, I trust you."