Revenge is Best Served After Reborn (James) novel Chapter 1874

Sandy quietly tiptoed into Kiran's study after arriving home. It seemed Kiran wasn't working there today, likely because he had a meeting at the office. Sandy approached his desk, which was neatly organized, with just a computer, some documents, and a family photo on it. The picture captured the three of them looking so warm and content, and Sandy couldn’t help but smile softly as she looked at it. Her father had left them, but he did so peacefully, knowing his children could hold the family together. Even though he was no longer around, he remained in their hearts.

Sandy opened the drawer and found a mysterious bottle of liquid Kiran kept there. She quietly slipped back to her room, pondering the purpose of the liquid. "Weird... Why isn't there an instruction manual?" she muttered to herself. Inspecting the bottle closely, she decided to open it and take a sniff. "They call it a potion... It must be meant to drink," she figured. Thinking a sip wouldn’t hurt, she tilted her head back and took a small gulp. The taste was odd, like drinking perfume, and she grimaced in distaste. No wonder her brother didn't invest in this potion.

Before long, a wave of drowsiness hit her, and she slumped onto the sofa, quickly falling asleep. In her dream, Sandy felt as if she was floating in mid-air. Strange... What is this feeling? In a haze, she heard someone calling her. "This is the promising young Odie from abroad, and this is our young lady," someone nearby was introducing them.

Sandy opened her eyes and found herself daydreaming at a dining table in the grand hall of a five-star hotel, surrounded by people chatting merrily. Across from her sat a man with a disinterested expression, seemingly unimpressed by anything. When he glanced her way, he only gave a curt nod of acknowledgment. Sandy was taken aback. Strange. Why did this man seem so familiar?

"Miss, this is Odie, the heir of the Roy family," the butler introduced. Odie? The name struck a chord with Sandy. It sounded so familiar. "I'll leave you two to dine together," the butler said, giving Sandy an encouraging nod as he left. Sandy was puzzled. What was going on? But soon, her memories clued her in. This was a setup for a date, one her father had personally arranged. In terms of status and appearance, Odie was an outstanding match from overseas. Though his mother's background wasn’t the best, the family’s wealth was substantial. Odie had made significant achievements in business as he grew older. Otherwise, the Pollard family wouldn't have noticed such a young talent.

"Let me make it clear, I have no intention of getting engaged. If it weren’t for my family pushing me to come here, I wouldn't have," Odie stated bluntly. Sandy's temper flared instantly. "You didn’t want to come? Well, neither did I! Who do you think you are?" Sandy was used to getting her way and had never been slighted in public, let alone dismissed so casually. Odie frowned, "If you didn’t want to be here, then why did my mom say you had a crush on me?"