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Revenge is Best Served… After Reborn

Chapter 1890
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Chapter 1889

Sophie tucked herself behind Harold's parents, completely unfazed by his

warnings. She knew that as long as Jeremy and Liz were around, Harold wouldn't dare lay a finger on her. And

that's exactly how it went down. Harold stood there, feeling utterly helpless and frustrated. "Mom, Dad, you're

spoiling Sophie! Just look at her she takes advantage ofevery day and doesn't even treatlike her

brother."

"Harold, you're the older one, so take care of your sister. A real man steps up and does the right thing. And

weren't you the one who started teasing her in the first place?"

"Tease her? Mom, seriously? With you two always around, who's ever going to mess with Sophie?"

Jeremy and Liz exchanged knowing glances and shook their heads with a sigh. Those two were just born to

squabble.

"Your brother's got your back, and now my folks do too. Feeling pretty proud of yourself, aren't you?" Harold

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grumbled as he left, throwing Sophie a mock-angry look.

Sophie, unfazed, stuck her tongue out at him.

In the study...

Harold barged into Gordon's room, declaring, "I'm done with all this!"

"What's up?" Gordon asked, sitting at his desk with his usual gentle smile.

"What else could it be? It's Sophie, again. Mom and Dad always side with her, saying I'm the one bullying her."

Harold glanced over at Gordon, who was still engrossed in his book, and said, "Are you seriously going to marry

that little troublemaker? | can't picture her as my sister-in-law."

"Why don't you like her?" Gordon asked.

"...I just don't. | can't stand how she acts like she's got the upper hand."

Harold turned away, sulking. Technically, he and Sophie were childhood friends. While others enjoyed innocent

and sweet friendships, theirs was anything but.

"No matter what, she's the only woman I'll ever marry," Gordon said, setting his book aside. "And you're the only

brother I'll ever have."

Hearing this, Harold fell silent. "I know. I'll try to get along with her better."

"You don't have to force it. Maybe this is just your way of connecting."

Harold reflected on how his childhood annoyance with Sophie stemmed from her constant attachment to his

brother. They were like rivals, always clashing whenever they met. And it didn't change as they grew up. Yet,

somewhere along the way, he developed this odd sense of possessiveness over her.

Back in elementary school, he was supposed to be a grade ahead of Sophie. But their parents, worried she might

struggle, held him back a year so they could be in the sclass. As a kid, this often left him feeling frustrated,

leading to fréquent arguments with Sophie, even making her cry once. After that, he never dared mention being

held back for her again.

Sophie always looked like a

porcelain doll, and quite a few boys in their class had crushes on her. By high school, she was getting love letters

on the regular. And he was the one who'd end up tossing every single one of them into the trash.

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