Revenge is Best Served After Reborn (James)
Chapter 567

Sophie sat on the edge of her bed, scrolling through her phone at a viral post that hadn't been taken down, with the comments section in an uproar.

[Rich husbands play around, and their wives do, too. Guess there's not a single good soul among the wealthy.]

[Did everyone forget how Sophie got into Eastwood College through the back door?]

[A friend of mine went to the same university as Sophie and said she really knew how to party!]

[I felt sorry for her at first, but oh well, she brought this upon herself.]

[Rumor has it James was really into Sophie. He only started seeing someone else because Sophie was out there playing the field. That someone got pregnant and pressured him, and Sophie staged her own kidnapping to manipulate James' feelings, all to get her hands on the Burke family fortune!]

The more Sophie read, the more absurd the comments got until she finally closed her app in frustration.

'Ding Ding'

As soon as Sophie glanced at her phone, a call from an unknown number came through. She barely answered before hearing the vitriol of an obsessed fan. "You slut! Stay away from my idol!" "And who would your idol be?"

"Listen here! My idol is Reece! Stop going after Reece, you slut, or we won't let you off!"

Sophie couldn't help but laugh. She replied, "I've recorded this. See you in court." Then, she hung up and removed her SIM card, tossing it into the trash.

Her phone number had been leaked, and she was now in for a barrage of calls and messages. Peace and quiet would be hard to come by.

As the evening darkened, Sophie heard a knock downstairs. Thinking James might have returned, she went to open the door, only to find four men in black suits.

Clad in a simple loungewear and draped in a pale yellow blanket, Sophie leaned against the doorframe and asked, "Who are you looking for?"

"Mrs. Bea Burke sent us to bring Mr. Burke home."

Each man bore the insignia of Burke International.

Sophie raised an eyebrow and replied, "He's not here. Try somewhere else."

As she moved to close the door, the lead bodyguard stopped it with his hand. "Ms. Sophie, please cooperate."

The bodyguard's tone was unfriendly. At that moment, a woman dressed like a socialite alighted from a Bentley parked not too far away. She wore a string of creamy pearls around her neck and a giant diamond ring on her finger, yet her demeanor had an air of pettiness.

"This shabby place is just trying to mimic a wealthy villa. If it were me, I wouldn't come here even if the TV crew begged me on their knees."

The woman's voice was sharp and scornful but oddly familiar to Sophie.

As the woman approached, swaying her hips with each step to flaunt her charm, she removed the sunglasses from her face. Her eyes were free of wrinkles, and her skin was silky smooth, her eyebrows soft, and her eyes shiny and emotive, indicating her beauty in her youth.

Sophie recognized her instantly. This was Bea's niece, Solana, a woman who reportedly married abroad with her stunning looks and rarely appeared back home.

Sophie furrowed her brows. Why was Solana here?

In Sophie's previous life, when she had married into the Burke family, Solana had always lived abroad and only returned home in Sophie's fourth year as James' wife.

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