Chapter 1866
Revenge is Best Served After Reborn (James)
The River Thames ran deep, and Colby had no plans to let the White family continue their shady dealings. He spent a long time overseas, reshuffling the White family's influence from the ground up.
To most, Colby was a formidable figure, respected and feared in both the legitimate and underworld circles. But the ones he took down were all deserving of their fateâirredeemable villains to the core.
âThose days were rough, but theyâre in the past now,â Colby said, holding Sophie close. âEvery moment with you is what I treasure most.â
Living in the moment was what truly mattered to him. Maybe it was by some stroke of luck or divine mercy that heâd ended up with the life he had now. He always felt like he was living on borrowed time. But even if in the next life he found himself in hell, just one lifetime with Sophie would be Heavenâs greatest gift.
Colby pulled a small cross from his pocket. âFor a long time, I put my faith in God, but now... I believe we make our own destiny.â
In this world, only Sophie could see his softer side. She was the one person he truly valued above all else. Handing her the cross, he wrapped his hand around hers and asked softly, âMarry someone like meâany regrets?â
âWhat a silly thing to ask,â Sophie said, giving his nose a playful tweak. âMarrying you was the best decision I ever made.â
As the sun dipped below the horizon, Sophie and Colby lay entwined on the beach, the sound of the waves as familiar as the first time they saw that stretch of sea two decades ago. It wasnât about where they were, but who they were with.
Time was an unbridgeable chasm. Ten years down the line, their daughter got hitched. Twelve years later, they welcomed their first grandson. They watched the S Corporation flourish as they themselves aged. Thirty years on, their grandson had grown into an adult.
Revenge is Best Served After Reborn (James)
ï¤Chapter 1865 Falling For My Contractual Wife (Brian and Grace)
ï¤Chapter 782 Gently stroking her hair, Colby, now weaker, murmured, âHoney, Iâll head on first and wait for you. Take your time getting there. After being under your watchful eye all these years, I finally have some time to myself. Let me enjoy it a bit longer...â
He wished for Sophie to live a long life. But he feared she might feel too alone without him.