Revenge is Best Served After Reborn (James) novel Chapter 702

Polly said, “The boss reconsidered yesterday and thought that the dress was indeed a bit inappropriate, so he had Jonah prepare another one on short notice. Ms. Sophie, you might want to try it on and see if it fits.”

“Got it.”

Sophie stood up, took off her jacket, and slipped into the new dress.

It was just a simple white dress, modest except for a slightly daring slit, nothing too revealing.

With such a plain dress on her, she must've looked like the least successful casino dealer.

Jonah was really playing dirty.

With the dress on, Sophie walked out with a scowl.

Odie turned around, only to see that the white dress, which had been tailored, perfectly cinched Sophie’s waist. Her slender figure seemed almost ethereal. The dress was originally meant to evoke desire, but on Sophie, it added a touch of nobility and elegance.

“That one actually suits you well, though, Ms. Sophie. You don't seem too pleased.”

Sophie replied with a cold face, “Does anyone work as a dealer dressed like this? Is Jonah deliberately opposing me? How can I attract more clients dressed this way?”

Facing Sophie’s dissatisfaction, Odie calmly said, “I picked out that dress.”

Sophie glanced at Polly, whose face also flashed with panic. She didn’t know that the dress was Odie’s personal pick.

By now, Sophie couldn’t bother to argue. She just nodded perfunctorily. “Mr. Odie, you have exquisite taste. I really like it.”

Clearly, Sophie’s face spelled dislike, yet her words tried to flatter.

Odie didn’t bother to argue with Sophie. He turned around and went downstairs. “Let’s go.”

Sophie, in her high heels, quickly followed Odie, who didn’t seem to wait for her and intentionally sped up.

Odie’s arm rested on the car window, supporting his face, “Ms. Sophie, you might be a lady of high society, but I'm not.”

“You jest. With the Minton family’s vast estate, it must have been around for over a century, right? I can’t believe you wouldn’t know.”

“Don’t know, never learned.”

“I don’t believe that.”

“Whatever.”

Odie, listening to this childish banter, suddenly found it immature. He must have been out of his mind to engage in such a pointless conversation with Sophie.

Sophie casually talked with Odie. Her eyes, however, kept glancing outside.

It was her first time in Summerfield. She had been drugged by Odie, so upon landing, she hadn’t really seen what the city of Summerfield looked like.