Revenge is Best Served After Reborn (James)

Krystal let out a cold, sarcastic laugh. "Who said I wanted to talk nicely with you?"

"Krystal, I know I messed up. I won't complain if you're mad at me. I truly want to apologize this time. Can you forgive me, please?"

Tears streamed down Nichole's face one after another.

Tina tugged at Krystal, prompting her to sit back down reluctantly.

"You both know the school pulled my scholarship, and times are tough for me right now. I can't keep relying on my boyfriend for everything. This dinner is on me, paid with my own hard-earned money." Nichole bit her lip, looking like she was deeply wounded.

Tina and Krystal had heard about Nichole's scholarship being revoked, and their expressions softened a bit.

Nichole continued, "If you're willing to forgive me, I'll do anything. Krystal, I know you've been mistreated lately. I'm willing to tell the dean that it was me who spread those rumors on the bulletin board, not you. Please, just don't ignore me."

Krystal turned her head away, visibly shaken by Nichole's words. After all, over the last three years, she and Nichole had been close friends. If it hadn't been for Nichole throwing her under the bus in front of the dean last time, confirming that she was the one spreading rumors, they wouldn't be at such odds.

"Nichole, if you confess to the dean that it was you, we'll forgive you." Tina was always more pragmatic, not easily swayed by just sweet talk.

Nichole seemed to make up her mind and said, "Okay, I'll tell the dean it was me. Just please forgive me."

Facing Nichole's earnest expression, the two girls no longer spoke sarcastically.

Sophie raised an eyebrow at the scene. It seemed Nichole had some tricks up her sleeve. But a lie was still a lie, and sooner or later, it would come to light.

Sophie asked with interest, "I heard there's a jewelry gala hosted by the Aldridge family tonight?"

"Yes, that seems to be the case." Harold was indifferent about these social affairs. His brother, Gordon, typically handled the Aldridge family matters.

"I believe these girls, Krystal and Tina, come from small business families, right?"

"Not sure, not interested." Harold appeared nonchalant, but sensing Sophie's interest, he asked, "You want to investigate them?"

"Not really, just asking for a favor."

"A favor?" Harold adjusted his sleeves and asked, "You want me to stand up for you, or...?"

"I'd like you to get two invitations sent for me."

Harold paused, then frowned slightly. "That's it?"

"That's it."

Sophie found the meal thoroughly satisfying.

Harold, on the other hand, felt quite stifled. He was the son of the illustrious Aldridge family, and all he was asked to do was dispatch two invitations. Nevertheless, by the afternoon, Harold had efficiently handled the task.

That evening, Sophie carefully chose a dinner gown-not overly lavish, but the burgundy dress was definitely eye-catching.