Reborn to Burn Them All novel Chapter 49

The next morning, Sophia packed the box into her backpack. When she went downstairs, the house was eerily quiet–no one was around, not even the

servants.

Sophia made herself a quick bowl of beef noodles, finished eating, and headed out to a gold shop.

“What did you just say?” The jeweler stared at Sophia in shock.

Sophia opened the box and revealed the dagger inside. “I want a sheath made–solid gold, with rubies embedded all over it.”

The jeweler fell into silence.

The jeweler’s jaw almost dropped. Seeing her serious expression, he realized she wasn’t joking.

“Can you make it?” Sophia asked, her tone calm but firm.

The jeweler wiped his face nervously, his gaze falling on the dagger. One look told him it was antique.

“Young lady, you didn’t…swipe this from your family, did you?” Before he could finish, Sophia snapped the dagger shot, stuffed it back into her bag, and

turned to leave.

“Wait!” The jeweler quickly stepped in front of her. “I can make the gold sheath, but I don’t have rubies here. Also, for custom work, I need half the payment upfront.”

Sophia gave him a fleeting glance, her expression unreadable. The jeweler forced a smile, trying to hide his unease.

“Fine,” Sophia said, pulling out the dagger again. “Measure it. The sheath’s design has to match the patterns on the dagger exactly. If you can pull it off, money won’t be an issue.

“But if you mess this up, I’ll make sure you regret it.”

Sophia didn’t finish her sentence, but the jeweler froze under her icy gaze. His smile stiffened as his imagination conjured the image of the dagger buried

in his chest.

A chill ran down his spine. When he looked at Sophia again, he didn’t dare to slack off. With trembling hands, he carefully measured the dagger and

scanned its intricate patterns.

After Sophia paid the deposit, the jeweler, his face plastered with a nervous smile, practically bowed as he saw her out.

The heat was unbearable, so Sophia grabbed an iced coffee. She hadn’t gone far when she heard someone calling her name, “Sophia!”

Sophia turned around and saw Alfred Yancy, Howard’s agent.

Alfred was short and skinny, with deep dark circles under his eyes. Despite being in his thirties, his hair was already thinning.

Sweating buckets, he ran up to her, but before he could say anything, he started coughing. Sophia wrinkled her nose and stepped back in disgust.

Alfred covered his mouth as he coughed.

Sophia thought of something from the story and smirked. “You’re not going to make it.”

Alfred froze and thought, ‘Seriously? She’s cursing me just because I coughed?‘

Sophia shrugged. “Believe it or not, up to you.”

After coughing for a while, Alfred finally stopped and wiped the sweat off his forehead. “It took me forever to find a parking spot. You’re here to see Howard, right? Let’s head in together.”

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Chapter 49

Sophia blinked and looked up, realizing they were standing right in front of the hospital. “Not happening”

“Come on, siblings shouldn’t hold grudges. Sure, Howard’s temper isn’t great, but he’s always cared about his little sister. Whatever nisunderstanding you have, just sit down and talk it out…”

Sophia cut him off. “He’s just got a few broken bones. It’s not like he’s dying. You should worry about yourself instead. Since you’re already att hospital, why not get checked out?”

Alfred was speechless and he thought, ‘What’s wrong with this girl?‘

“What do you mean, broken bones? Did you just come from the hospital?” Alfred asked.

Sophia raised her chin, a smug smile on her face. “I’m the one who threw him off the second floor.”

Alfred’s eyes widened in shock.

Finn, lying on the bed, frowned in irritation. “Jackson, what are you trying to say?”

Jackson wiped his face with a shaky hand, his lips pale and quivering. “Howard is in the hospital, on the same floor as Finn.

“You probably don’t know how he ended up here. Sophia pushed him off the second floor, breaking his leg. I heard Mrs. Chandler say it herself, it’s true, every word of it.

“And that’s not all. Mrs. Chandler said Sophia had a razor–sharp dagger and nearly blinded Yvette with it. She’s completely insane! We’d be out of our

minds to cross her.”

Finn and Fayman exchanged uneasy glances, their skepticism evident. “Is that true?”

Jackson paced the room, his anxiety palpable. The scattered fruit on the floor went unnoticed. “If you don’t believe me, go ask yourself”

Finn, immobilized by his broken leg, couldn’t go. Fayman stood up. “I’ll check.”

Ten minutes later, Fayman returned, his face pale and drawn.

Finn immediately asked, “What did you find out?”

Fayman glanced at Jackson and nodded grimly. “It’s true.”

Finn’s eyes widened in disbelief. “Howard’s her own brother!”

Jackson shuddered, his voice trembling. “Exactly. Howard’s her brother, and she still did that to him! Thank god she didn’t bring her dagger to Mr. Wilder’s banquet yesterday, or we’d be in real trouble–probably bleeding all over the place.“.

Fayman stared at his injured fingers, his teeth clenched in frustration. “So what? Are we just going to let her get away with it? Finn, can you accept that?”

Finn’s anger was evident. His broken leg meant he’d be bedridden for at least three months.

Jackson looked between Fayman and Finn, his voice dropping to a whisper. “Are you sure you wanna mess with a psycho like her?”

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