Revenge is Best Served After Reborn (James)
Chapter 198

Nichole frantically pulled out her phone, attempting to call James, while Colt watched with an indifferent gaze. "Ms. Sophie, there's no need to bother. Mr. Burke won't answer your call." Nichole was in disbelief and dialed James again and again, but all her calls went unanswered.

She completely broke down. She approached Colt, falling to her knees as if pleading for her life, clutching at Colt's sleeve. "Colt, I beg you, please help me. I can't just leave like this. Can you call Mr. Burke for me?"

Colt frowned as Nichole cried uncontrollably.

"I've already given myself to Mr. Burke. If he doesn't want me, he could just tell me! But he can't treat me like this!"

Losing James' support meant she would be nothing at school. She would have to return to a life of not having enough to eat or warm clothes to wear and facing the disdain of her classmates.

Colt finally softened, handing his phone to Nichole with a cool remark. "Even if Mr. Burke answers, it won't change anything. No one can alter what he decides. Besides, you've brought this upon yourself!"

Colt had always been by Mr. Burke's side, a mere spectator for so long. He wasn't blind to Nichole's past schemes. It was just that Mr. Burke had been too caught up to see.

At that moment, Nichole couldn't hear any of Colt's words. She immediately dialed James' number, and after just one ring, James answered. "Is everything taken care of?" Hearing James' voice, Nichole burst with relief, "James, why don't you want me anymore? What did I do wrong? I can change! Please forgive me, will you?"

Upon recognizing it was Nichole who called, there was a moment of silence on the other side.

James spoke coldly, "Who drugged me last night? And who deleted Sophie's calls from my phone this morning? Need I say more?"

Nichole's face stiffened. She had drugged him, and she had deleted the calls that morning.

But James had always been so forgiving. Not to mention that they had had sex!

"James, but I truly like you..." Her voice was weak, but James hung up mercilessly.

"Ms. Nichole, here."

Colt took back the phone, and several movers walked in, starting to pack up all of Nichole's personal belongings.

Nichole collapsed on the floor, defeated.

Was this the only ending possible for her?

Meanwhile, Sophie, who had just returned to her apartment, pulled back the drapes of the floor-to-ceiling windows and saw the movers downstairs.

She recognized Colt and noticed Nichole, burdened with bags and belongings.

"What's going on? Did James kick Nichole out?"

Jenna commented casually while munching on popcorn.

Sophie frowned, "It's strange; why would James suddenly make Nichole move out?"

"Should I have someone look into it?"

"Never mind, it's none of my business."

Sophie let the curtain fall. "I just thought James looked odd today."

"Really?" Jenna hadn't noticed.

However, Sophie felt she saw guilt in James' eyes today.

Late at night, after handling Nichole's situation, Colt returned to the company.