Revenge is Best Served… After Reborn

"Colby! This isn't our problem!"

"We're pulling the news right now, pulling it!"

...

Colby lounged on a sofa off to the side, checked his watch, and said, "Ten minutes."

"You hear that? Ten minutes! Pull the news immediately, or you'll regret it!"

Colby's crew gave the newspaper publishers a menacing look.

The publishers were cornered, crouching in fear.

"No need to scare them, folks. I'm always approachable and easy to talk to."

Colby raised his hand, and his crew stepped back.

Approachable? Easy to talk to?

Did these words have anything to do with Colby?

The publishers exchanged nervous glances.

They all wanted to keep breathing a bit longer.

Eventually, they scrambled for their phones, alerting their companies to halt everything immediately.

Ten minutes later, Colby checked the news page, and once all the negative stories about Sophie were gone, he said, "You guys handle the rest. I don't want to see another word about this." "Don't worry, Colby, we get it. We won't let any more fake news slip through!"

"Yeah, absolutely, no more of this stuff!"

"Please, Colby, let us head back now!"

...

Voices around him rose and fell.

Colby finally stood up, waving a hand.

His team let the newspaper publishers go.

"Boss, everything else is squared away, and the company's got a PR strategy in place. Claire doesn't stand a chance."

"Good."

Colby nodded.

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"Let's head back."

"Got it."

As soon as Colby got into the car, a notification popped up on his phone.

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"Boss, do we need to do anything about this?"

With this news out, Claire's fake heiress act was officially busted.

Logically, they could sit back now.

Colby stared at the news, silent for a moment, his brow furrowing deeper.

Later that afternoon, over at the Burke Estate.

Sophie slowly woke up, feeling something warm in her hand. Turning her head, she saw Colby sitting there beside her.

Maybe he was just wiped out, as Colby hadn't noticed she was awake, but their fingers were still laced together. Seeing this, Sophie draped a blanket over Colby.

Colby opened his eyes, his look softening as he gazed at Sophie, "Feeling any better? I made some porridge. Want a bit?" Sophie shook her head, "Not really hungry."

"Alright, I'll whip up some of your favorite snacks-eating will help you bounce back faster."

Sophie asked softly, "Colby, did you find those old newspapers?"

Faced with Sophie, Colby found himself at a loss for words, despite having rehearsed it all in his head.

In the end, he simply said, "No."