Reborn to Burn Them All novel Chapter 46

Chapter 45

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Jackson thought he’d never encountered anyone as absurd as Sophia.

Staring at the phone in front of him, Jackson murmured in disbelief, “Sophia, you…”

Sophia cut Jackson off impatiently, “So, who the hell do you think you are?”

Jackson’s face darkened instantly, and he demanded, “What did you just say? Say that again!”

Sophia crossed her legs and tilted her chin up, saying, “Since we’re not close at all, why did you call me so intimately?”

Jackson’s expression was stormy. He could barely contain his.

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Sophia waved her phone at Jackson, her tone sharp and commanding as she urged, “Hurry up. Don’t tell me you’re planning to weasel out of paying”

Jackson had never felt so humiliated. He pulled out his phone and asked, “How much?”

“60 thousand,” Sophia replied without hesitation.

Jackson froze. Then he let out a disbelieving sneer and asked, “60 thousand for these busted shoes? Are you insane?”

Sophia shrugged, completely unfazed. She stated, “If I say they’re worth it, then they are. Got a problem?”

Jackson snapped his phone shut, refusing to pay.

Sophia didn’t push Jackson. Instead, she leaned back and said nonchalantly, “Fine. If you don’t pay, I’ll just go have a chat with Mr. and Mrs. Smith.”

Jackson glared at Sophia and said, “You think you can just go to my parents? You…”

Jackson wanted to curse, but the moment Sophia turned her gaze on him, a chill ran down his spine.

“Fine, you win,” Jackson spat through gritted teeth.

If this weren’t someone’s party, Jackson would’ve taught Sophia a lesson himself.

Jackson said in a tone dripping with malice, “Alright, I’ll pay–but only after you meet a few of my friends.”

Sophia put her phone away and said, “Just wait.”

Then Sophia started eating, completely unfazed, while Jackson sat there, simmering in frustration.

Jackson thought, ‘Fine. Let’s wait and see.’

Sophia ate at a steady pace, neither rushed nor slow. In less than ten minutes, she had polished off her plate.

She picked up her glass of lemonade and took a sip. Then she wiped her mouth gracefully, stood up, and slipped on her shoes.

“Lead the way,” Sophia commanded.

Jackson froze for a moment before blurting out, “Where to?”

Sophia tilted her chin slightly with an aloof expression. Her cold gaze carried a faint but undeniable arrogance.

At that moment, Jackson felt like nothing more than Sophia’s lackey.

Sophia lowered her eyes slightly, glancing at Jackson sideways with an unreadable look as she casually flexed her wrist. She said, “I’m bored anyway. Might as well meet your so–called ‘interesting friends.“”

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Chapter 45

It was only then that Jackson remembered his plan. Afraid Sophia might change her mind, he quickly took the lead

Jackson said flatteringly, “We’re Howard’s friends, so that makes you our friend too.”

Sophia, of course, saw right through Jackson’s intentions.

Sophia thought, ‘These parties are dull anyway. But this is great fun for me. How could I miss it?”

Jackson led the way, with Sophia following behind in her sleek black gown. Her styled hair, glossy and dark, cascaded over her chest, framing her smooth, radiant forehead.

Sophia’s delicate features and indifferent gaze radiated elegance. She walked with perfect poise.

Sophia’s slender waist and long legs were accentuated by her high heels. Her languid, effortless grace perfectly embodied the image of a true lady making an entrance.

“We’re here,” Jackson announced, pushing open the door to a lounge.

The moment Sophia stepped inside, Jackson slammed the door shut and locked it.

As the door clicked shut, Jackson felt as if he were stepping into his domain.

Jackson clapped his hands and announced loudly, “Alright, buddies, meet Sophia, Howard’s little sister. She’s this year’s top scorer among STEM

students!”

Meanwhile, Sophia stood in the center, and all eyes turned to her.

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“60 thousand? That’s pocket change. Just chug this, and I’ll pay up for him. What do you say?” Fayman Lious sneered, a cigarette dangling from his lips.

Fayman’s already unpleasant face twisted further as his small, squinty eyes disappeared into folds of fat when he grinned. The sight was grotesque, and his smugness only amplified his repulsiveness.

Sophia gave Fayman a brief, icy glance before turning away in disgust and saying, “You’re revolting. Just looking at you makes me sick.”

Fayman’s grin froze, and his expression darkened as his eyes turned menacing. He warned, “So, you’re not giving me any chance, are you?”

“Fayman,” Jerome interjected, his tone calm but firm, “Don’t take it too far.”

“Relax, Jerome. I know what I’m doing,” Fayman replied with a sly grin, and his tone dripped with false reassurance.

With Jerome’s tacit approval, Fayman grabbed the

glass and boldly sat down next to Sophia. His gaze lingered on her attractive face, and with a lecherous smirk, he raised his hand, reaching out to touch her.

The others in the room watched with amused indifference, regarding the scene as nothing more than entertainment.

Although these people were Howard’s friends, since Howard himself didn’t care for his sister, they wouldn’t hesitate to tease her.

However, just as everyone expected Sophia to flinch or plead, a sharp crack shattered the air.

“Ouch!” Fayman’s scream of agony echoed through the room, which froze everyone.

Sophia had grabbed Fayman’s hand and twisted his finger into an impossible angle. Fayman writhed, cursing through gritted teeth, “You bitch! Let go of

me!”

Instead of releasing Fayman, Sophia tightened her grip and twisted further. The loud snap of another bone made everyone wince.

Sophia’s lips curved into a smile, but her eyes were cold and unfeeling, a chilling contrast that sent shivers down the spines of everyone present.

“Didn’t you want to drink?” Sophia asked as she picked up the glass of mixed wine from the table and, slightly lowering her eyes, poured it over

Fayman’s head.

“Jerome, help me!” Fayman shouted. His face turned ashen from the pain.

The group finally snapped out of their shock, and several men charged at Sophia, their expressions a mix of anger and disbelief.

Without hesitation, Sophia grabbed a wine bottle from the table and smashed it over the head of the nearest man. In one fluid motion, she flipped the

table over.

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