Revenge is Best Served After Reborn (James) novel Chapter 552

Sophie had just stepped through the front door of the Burke mansion when she heard the sound of something smashing to the ground. A mug had, by sheer coincidence, shattered near her feet.

Bea was seated on the sofa while James stood opposite her in a sleek black suit. His posture was rigid as he received a stern talking-to without showing any emotion on his face.

Bea laughed scornfully and said to James, indirectly chastising him, "James, I know you're busy with work most days, but you should at least take care of your home life. How many days has it been since you and your wife have seen each other? Now she's moved out, living elsewhere. You should be more attentive. Otherwise, she might just run off with someone else, and you'd still be in the dark!"

Listening to these harsh words, Sophie just smiled, then walked in from the doorway, saying to Bea with a laugh, "Grandma, why are you so angry? What's happened?"

Bea glanced at Sophie with sarcasm and said, "I would not have you call me 'Grandma.’"

Sophie looked at James and asked, "James, what has made Grandma so upset? Did you do something to displease her?"

James was silent for a moment, his gaze at Sophie carrying a deeper meaning. It was obvious he meant, "This is about you."

Pretending not to notice, Sophie turned to Bea and said, "Grandma, don't be angry. James and I may live separately, but our relationship is very stable. James would never stray."

Saying this, Sophie affectionately linked her arm with James as if to show Bea how loving their marriage was.

Bea saw this and felt even more frustrated. Dropping her pretense, she stood up and pointed at Sophie, saying, "Sophie! How dare you stand here and pretend? James treats you so well! And you? You're out there finding pretty boys!"

Sophie looked at Bea, feigning bewilderment, and said, "Grandma, these are baseless accusations. You can't slander me in front of James."

"You want proof? Fine, I'll give you proof!" Bea pulled out a stack of photos from her bag.

Upon seeing those photos, James' expression flickered imperceptibly.

Bea said, "Sophie, look at these. Don't you feel ashamed?"

Sophie looked down at the photos, her smile deepening, and said, "Grandma, you've misunderstood because of these."

"Misunderstood? You have the nerve to talk about misunderstandings! Tell James right now, who is this pretty boy!"