Revenge is Best Served After Reborn (James)
Chapter 406

Skye took a step back and did not interfere. Shortly after, a sleek black car pulled up.

The trainees walking out of the staff cafeteria caught Sophie getting into the car.

"I told you Sophie had someone powerful behind her! She's been taken away in the middle of the night just like that! If that's not being looked after, what is?"

"And here I thought Skye was covering for her earlier. We barely get to leave the studio once every fortnight, and here's Sophie, breaking the mold."

Meanwhile, Sophie was on the phone with the hospital director in the car, who promptly said, "Ms. Sophie, the situation is indeed serious, but don't worry, his face wasn't harmed."

"I'm asking about him, not his face!"

"He's out of danger."

It was clear the hospital director was hesitant to reveal the whole truth, leading Sophie to abruptly end the call and turn to Tricia. "Tell me what happened."

"Okay, this morning Reece was supposed to head to Aldridge Global, but there was a car accident on the way. The brake lines had issues, and preliminary replaceings suggest they were tampered with." "And? Was the perpetrator caught?"

"We did catch someone, but..."

Tricia struggled to continue, "It was a mentally unstable fan who has been obsessively in love with Reece. Given her mental condition, it might be difficult to press charges."

"A mentally unstable stalker. Do you think that's normal?"

Sophie quickly realized this was someone taking advantage of her absence, intending to destroy Reece.

'Ding Ding-'

An unfamiliar number called her phone, and upon answering, Sophie heard Nichole's mocking voice, "Sophie, do you like the gift I sent you?" Sophie's pupils narrowed.

It was Nichole!

"Look at you. The high and mighty heiress of the Russell family has lost everything, and I'll make sure you lose even more!"

"So it was you who targeted Reece?"

Before Sophie could get another word in, the call was disconnected.

This time, Nichole had been smart, likely fearing Sophie might record the conversation.

Sophie stared at her phone, clenching it tightly as she remembered a dream that had been haunting her.

Nichole...

Elsewhere, in a luxurious apartment, Nichole lounged on the couch in a revealing black nightgown, a smug expression on her face.

Ricardo, who had just walked into the living room, frowned slightly upon seeing Nichole's attire.

Nichole's face lit up with joy, and she immediately threw herself into his arms, her eyes filled with a bashful charm. "You're back. I've prepared some red wine. Would you like some?" Ricardo glanced at Nichole in his arms, his eyes warm but with an underlying coldness, "The doctor said pregnant women shouldn't drink alcohol. Go to bed, darling."

Nichole pouted, "But I wanted to share a drink with you!"

She shook Ricardo's arm, but he was unmoved. "It's late. Go to sleep."

Nichole felt slighted. Ricardo was so compliant these past days, but he still kept his distance.

"Do you despise me because I'm carrying someone else's child? Just say the word, and I could end it!"

Hearing Nichole's words, a flash of disgust crossed Ricardo's eyes, but he restrained himself, saying, "Don't ever say that again. This child is yours, and will be mine, too. I'll take care of both of you. Don't overthink it."

"But-"

"I've had a long day. Let's go to sleep."