Revenge is Best Served After Reborn (James)
Chapter 1494

In a world where charm and charisma were the ultimate currency, Reece had gathered a lineup of every eye-catching type of guy you could dream of. When these six heartthrobs showed up, any woman would give them a second glance.

Sophie found herself right in the middle of these striking men. Reece stood off to the side, casually chill with one hand in his pocket and the other doing a playful call-me gesture. He was telling Sophie to have a blast and ring him up later. Sophie watched him leave, feeling The club was buzzing with noise, but through it all, a guy in an open-neck black suit caught Sophie's attention. His deep, mysterious eyes suggested he wanted to know more. He raised his glass to her in a silent toast.

pleased with the arrangement.

Sophie glanced at her drink and chuckled. It was booze, sure, but way too basic for her taste. Not satisfied, she made a typical nightclub gesture and ordered ten more drinks, then pointed to the priciest bottle in the place. This bold move turned heads all around.

Before long, Sophie was the star of the club. A group of bikini-clad dancers with glow sticks paraded around before delivering the top-shelf bottle to her booth. Sophie couldn't help but smile, lifting her hand to signal for more.

The waitress paused, surprised.

More? Sophie raised an eyebrow

and repeated the gesture. Over the pounding music, she crossed her fingers into a 'ten' and did it twice more. The male models nearby were taken aback. A hundred bottles?

The waitress quickly caught on, and the DJ announced over the mic, "Lady 8088 is picking up the tab for everyone tonight!" The crowd erupted into cheers, and the energy in the room soared.

Everyone was curious about the

woman at booth 8088, turning their

yer

е

eyes her way. Under the club lights, Sophie's allure was undeniable, practically eclipsing everyone else there. The guys at her booth, realizing Sophie's generous spirit, leaned in to offer her drinks. She accepted one and downed it in a

single gulp-but that was it for her.

"You don't look too happy," a smooth-talking guy whispered in her ear, his breath warm against her skin, almost teasingly.

Sophie pushed lightly against his jaw, leaned in, and whispered back, "I'd be happier if you joined me for a drink." Then, she slipped off one of her earrings and placed it on the drink-soaked table, speaking just loud enough for those at the booth to hear, "Starting now, whoever drinks the most in ten minutes gets this earring."

When the six guys saw the earring, their initial hesitation vanished as Sophie casually added, "It's not much, just a hundred grand."