Revenge is Best Served… After Reborn

As a man who had weathered many storms, how could James not know that this scandal was trivial? Otherwise, he wouldn’t have just called her in the morning and left it at that.

Sophie said. “Fine, since I was the one who made the mistake first, of course you call the shots.”

“Just accompany me to a media event.”

“That’s it?”

Sophie was puzzled. Could James really be so generous as to pass up the opportunity to use her?

James put down the newspaper he was holding, “Playing the loving couple is not as easy as you think.”

Sophie understood his thoughts. Indeed, acting affectionate with someone you dislike could be nauseating. That’s why in the past, James always resisted attending high–profile events with her.

Playing the loving couple wasn’t so simple for James.

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unconditionally.” Sophie regretted her words as soon as she said them.

James had Marian prepare a set of dignified and formal attire for her, the pure and flawless white of which reminded her of Nichole.

In her past life, this dress should have been wom by Nichole. James had it custom–made for Nichole when she returned from studying abroad.

Now, it

wom by Sophie.

“I don’t like it”

“Endure it.” James said coldly. To dispel the public’s image of you frequenting nightclubs, you must appear noble, elegant, and pure.” Sophie had no choice but to reluctantly wear the dress.

This media event was to promote a new property launch by Burke International, so all the major media outlets were present.

Sophie followed James out of the car, holding his hand, maintaining a perfect smile under the flash of cameras, appearing as a loving couple in front of everyone.

Nichole, in contrast, wore a simple, unremarkable Chanel–style dress, quite inconspicuous among those present.

James often had Nichole attend such events to broaden her horizons, and this time was no exception. However, what was different this time was that the person standing next to James was Sophie.

Soon, the press conference began, and Nichole hadn’t found her seat for a long time. Colt at the door came over and said, “Ms. Nichole, Mr. Burke said your current status is sensitive, so he’s arranged a seat a bit further back for you.”

Further back?

Nichole was stunned. She followed the direction Colt pointed and saw James had placed her in the most inconspicuous comer.

A sudden tightness gripped Nichole’s heart. She used to sit next to James.

“Ms. Nichole, don’t blame Mr. Burke Today’s event is special, and Mr. Burke is considering your situation, with the ongoing rumors about you and him,”

Nichole managed a strained smile, “I know, how could I possibly blame Mr. Burke? My status isn’t suited for the front anyway. I’m more comfortable in the back.”

Colt was somewhat relieved by Nichole’s understanding and compliant nature.

Nichole sat in the last row, from which she could see Sophie and James in the front row, chatting and laughing. James even

thoughtfully had a blanket placed over Sophie’s knees.

Seeing this scene, Nichole clenched her fists tightly.

“Relax” James‘ voice was low, seemingly casually reminding Sophie by his side.

“I’m not nervous.”