Chapter 163
Revenge is Best Served After Reborn (James)
Adler said nonchalantly, âThis badge isn't worth much, just give it to them.â
Sophie smiled slightly, âThis badge is actually quite useful.â
She continued, holding up a finger, âAdd this - spread the word that Blake will also be there, to share in the ultimate joy of the masquerade ball with everyone.â
Adler looked confused, but Colby next to him had already grasped Sophieâs intention.
Sophie, intrigued, toyed with the badge in her hand. Over the past few months, she had made the name Blake resonate loudly, filled with a sense of mystery.
It was all for this day.
On the evening of the Burke International gala, James surveyed the room full of people, but his expression showed no hint of happiness.
Colt said beside him, âMr. Burke, Iâve had people check, and all the big names from various corporations are here, except the uninvited S Corporation.â
âHmm.â James seemed uninterested in the current situation.
Colt, puzzled, asked, âMr. Burke, do you have any concerns?â
After a pause, James asked, âNo news from S Corporation at all?â
Colt shook his head, âHavenât heard anything. They probably know theyâve offended us and dare not make a move.â
James frowned. He couldnât believe that the person behind S Corporation would do nothing.
His countermove today was known by everyone as asserting Devonportâs sovereignty. S Corporation would become the laughingstock of the circle, never to be mentioned in the same breath as Burke International again. Then, everything S Corporation had done before would have been in vain.
He couldnât believe that the person behind it would be so foolish as to play a part in ruining their own plan.
âKeep a close eye on every move of S Corporation, and report back to me immediately with any news.â
âYes.â
Revenge is Best Served After Reborn (James)
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ï¤Chapter 784 Whispers of Destiny: His Belated Love ï¤Chapter 153 As Colt was about to leave, James seemed to remember something and asked, âWhat about Sophie?â
As Mrs. Burke, she should be present at todayâs event.
âThe dress has been sent over as you instructed, but whether she will come is uncertain.â
Just then, the grand doors of the banquet hall opened, and James looked up to see a figure in burgundy. His eyes flickered with complex emotions, but they turned cold again as he saw the face.
Nichole, in a burgundy evening gown, had gone to a salon for a sophisticated hairstyle and makeup. Seeing James, her face lit up with joy.
Nichole quickly approached him, somewhat shyly, âJames, did I arrive too late?â
âWhere did you get this dress?â Instead of a gentle voice, what came was an interrogation.
Nichole was taken aback, âDidnât you have Colt send it over?â
James glanced coldly at Colt, who quickly said, âMr. Burke, I didnât.â
Colt had indeed given the dress to the doorman, specifically instructing it to be given to Jamesâ wife.
âJames, what do you mean by that? Isnât this dress prepared for me?â Tears welled up in Nicholeâs eyes, making her look all the more pitiful.
James, observing Nicholeâs red lips and heavily made-up face, unconsciously pictured Sophie. He averted his gaze, and unlike usual, he didnât comfort her, âYou donât suit this look. Go change the dress.â