Revenge is best served cold (Jane and Jeremiah novel Chapter 1893

He said, "Alright, but let's get one thing straight—no outrageous demands, okay?"

"You made me cry, and now you're saying I can't ask for much? Well, I'm not forgiving you then."

With that, Sophie turned on her heel, ready to walk away.

Harold quickly caught her by the arm and, after a moment's hesitation, sighed, "Fine, you win."

"That's more like it."

Sophie gave Harold a playful pat on the head and said, "Then I better get ready."

Harold blinked, confused. "Ready? Ready for what?"

"Why, to make my outrageous demands, of course."

Sophie's eyes, previously misty from tears, now danced with a mischievous sparkle.

Harold's face fell, realizing he'd been outsmarted by this cheeky girl yet again!

"Sophie!"

"I'm right here."

"You..."

"What can you do about it?"

Sophie stuck her tongue out at Harold and pulled a funny face.

Harold's scowl deepened. That Sophie! Always pulling stunts like this!

When school let out that afternoon, the Aldridge family driver was already parked outside.

Only this time, there were two cars.

Rick stepped out and said to Sophie, "Ms. Sophie, this one's for you."

"Did my brother send you specifically to pick me up?"

Sophie glanced at Harold beside her and said, "I can just ride with Harold..."