Revenge On My First Love novel Chapter 1

"Are you all right, Sophia? Shall I go with you?" Chloe Thomas asked worriedly, standing at the door of a premium KTV suite in Sealand. Her bestie, Sophia Lawson, was almost hammered after drinking.

"No, thanks. I'll go to the bathroom. I'm not drunk. Enjoy yourselves."

Sophia flicked her hand, held the wall, and staggered out of the suite. She wore a black dress that fully expressed her gorgeous body figure.

Exhaling, she had to admit those people were good at drinking.

The suite's restroom was occupied, so she had to use the public one outside.

After coming out of the ladies' room, Sophia looked baffled, wondering about the suite's number.

She studied the numbers and doors carefully but failed to see any difference, so she randomly walked to one of them.

When she pushed the door open, she found colorful neon lights sparkling in the dark room. Sophia was too drunk to see things clearly. Her eyes blurred.

To cover her awkwardness, she grabbed a liquor bottle and yelled to others, "Come on! Let's make a toast!"

Other people in the suite gaped at her in confusion.

'Who is she?'

However, Flynn Price recognizes her.

"Drake, isn't she..."

The man elegantly sitting in the center emanated an icy aura, although the room temperature had been low enough earlier.

Once Sophia appeared in the suite, he recognized her.

Seeing nobody move, Sophia circled while holding the liquor bottle and asked, "Why don't you drink? Are you afraid of getting drunk?"

Suddenly, her gaze fell on a charming man. As if she was sure he could drink with her, Sophia kicked away the legs in her way, swinging toward him.

Then she naturally sat next to Drake Riley.

The atmosphere became tense.

Drake smelt her familiar scent that he had missed for many years.

Although he looked calm, no one could tell how hard he was repressing his surged emotions.

Approaching him closer, Sophia faintly saw a familiar face. Her gaze trailed from his handsome eyebrows, intense eyes, straight nose bridge, and perfect lips. He was a cold, self-restrained man.

Suddenly, she raised his chin with a perfect outline with her index finger, stared at him, and remarked, "Gee... You look like my ex-boyfriend."

Flynn's lips twitched, wondering if Sophia was drunk or faked it.

Holding Drake's face, Sophia studied him carefully. The man in her memories used all possible means to break up with her three years ago.

First, he asked his mother to give her a check. Later, he let all his family and relatives bully her. Even his servants and maids insulted her.

Besides, it turned out he had a fiancee. However, he pursued Sophia and lied to her that he would only marry her all his life.

The thought sent Sophia into a rage. She slapped the man across his face.

"You scumbag, Drake Riley!"

Seemingly she hadn't vented her anger. The next second, she poured the bear in her glass onto Drake's head. Soon, the yellowish liquid stained his gorgeous face.

Others gaped at the scene. Drake was the wealthiest man in Sealand. After taking over his family's company, he had already monopolized Sealand's economic lifelines in three years.

He only had a fiancee. No other women dared to approach him. Those who boldly hit on him ended up miserably.