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Revenge is Best Served… After Reborn

Chapter 1517
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Chapter 1517

Odie didn't wait for Sophie to get a word in before he turned on his heel and left her room. As the door clicked

shut, Sophie heard the unmistakable sound of Odie locking it from the outside, even sliding the key into the

keyhole. Her face fell. It was as if he was worried she'd make a run for it.

Meanwhile, outside in the corridor, Odie was striding along when Jonah caught up to him, offering a supportive

arm. "Boss, what's the plan with the overseas business?"

"Sophie wants to launch a nightclub to square off against The Silent Shadows, hoping to bait them into action,"

Odie explained. "It's a smart move; a new club could draw in a crowd and help us gather intel on The Silent

Shadows. But she's never run a club before. New venues are magnets for trouble and rivals might target them.

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Overseas, it's even more chaotic. She's not on speaking terms with Colby right now, and with their cold war,

Colby can't step in to sort things out for her. So, she can't handle this by herself; it's on us." Jonah nodded, taking

in his boss's reasoning. Though he hadn't been a fan of Sophie at first, over time, he'd cto see her as

someone who knew right from wrong and was genuinely kind-hearted.

Odie continued, "I remember the Mintons have quite a few folks in this line of work. Get in touch with them, pick

scarefully, but make sure they're our people, and they've got to be presentable." "Got it, boss, I'm on it."

"Good," Odie replied, satisfied.

For two weeks, Sophie's illness lingered, but the overseas nightclub was already making waves. Almost

overnight, a club called S&C popped up in the most upscale part of downtown abroad. Before its grand opening,

no one had a clue when it was built-it was like it appeared out of thin air.

The place was a modern marvel-everything from the décor to the style was cutting-edge. The facilities were top-

notch, and even the staff at the door were stunning, tall, fair-skinned beauties. The sales and security teams

were all

uniformly handsome, with ales

some

dressed in cosplay outfits, turning the place into a virtual paradise.

Overseas, S&C beca viral sensation practically overnight. Everyone knew its name. Celebrities flocked

there, and the luxury inside was beyond imagination. Rumor had it the decor alone cost a fortune, and the

mysterious owner's identity was a well-kept secret. On opening day, troublemakers showed up but vanished

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within five minutes. Anyone else who tried to stir up trouble met the sfate, all bark and no bite, leaving S&C

unscathed.

Back at Aldridge Estate, Sophie caught wind of the news and couldn't help but smile. Had she known Odie was

this capable, she'd have handed over the reins to the club much sooner.

Word on the street was that the club wasn't just fresh and exciting; it offered all sorts of fun bar games led by

charming men and women. The private rooms were incredibly discreet, making it a hotspot for big-shot business

deals.

Folks joked that the era of "for

peace" was over. Now, S&C was leading the charge in setting trends Within just three days, it was fully booked

for the next month. Even with its sprawling ten thousand square meters, it was packed to the rafters, and getting

a spot was nearly impossible.