Reborn to Burn Them All novel Chapter 90

Chapter 90

Sophia raised an eyebrow, pretending to share Heather’s outrage, and said, “Jonathan is being way too hasty, How could he do something like MT- Don’t worry, Heather, I’m definitely in your corner.

“That Jonathan. I don’t even know what to say about him. How could he pull this stunt while you’re still in the hospital? It’s absolutely hearties

She added, “Anyone would think that bastard is his favorite son. This just shows how little he cares about you. Absolutely outrageous. Wait for me, I’m coming to the hospital right now. I’ll give Jonathan a piece of my mind.”

After hanging up, Sophia saw

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her, his eyes sparkling with excitement and his face beaming. She paused, just a bit awkward for a

second, then asked nonchalantly, “Interested?”

The drama enthusiast in Dorian had been waiting for this. He nodded eagerly. “But this is your family’s. Isn’t that a bit inappropriate?”

Sophia looked at the rebellious cowlick sticking up from the middle of his messy curls for a couple of seconds, then teased, “Dorian, your face says it all

Dorian grinned eagerly. “Count me in.”

Sophia didn’t say another word and took Dorian to the hospital. The whole way there, Dorian was practically bouncing with excitement, his eyes shining with anticipation for the drama ahead.

Sophia looked a bit worried about his health. “Don’t get too worked up, okay? If you pass out, I’m not taking responsibility.”

Dorian’s eyes widened. “No way. Gossip is my soul food. I live for it.” Sophia gave him an admiring thumbs–up.

As soon as Sophía stepped out of the elevator, she spotted Yvette standing outside Howard’s hospital room. From inside came Howard’s furicus roar. “You jinx. Get out. I don’t want to see you.”

Yvette stood there in an oversized hospital gown. Her long hair framed her pale, delicate face loosely. She looked heartbreakingly fragile, wearing such a pitiful and aggrieved expression that it tugged at the heartstrings of anyone who saw her.

“Howard, I’m Yvette. Your little sister,” Yvette pleaded, her voice trembling, eyes rimmed red and brimming with unshed tears that refused to fall.

“Damn,” Dorian blurted the moment he saw Yvette. “Can’t believe I’m looking at a real–life fake sweetheart.”

Sophia looked over with interest. Dorian, all hyped up, explained, “Yvette, this is what they call a ‘fake sweetheart‘ in books and dramas. Look at her. Spot on.” Sophia didn’t respond, thinking to herself that this kid really knew these things.

Afraid she wouldn’t believe him, Dorian went on, “Look at her–all fragile and helpless, crying like some tragic beauty. It’s picture–perfect. Isn’t that the

classic fake sweetheart vibe?”

Sophia nodded. “You’re just a kid, but you sure know about that.”

Dorian beamed happily at the praise, his eyes crinkling into crescents: “See? I told you I’d get along well with you.”

Sophia gave Dorian a reassuring pat on the shoulder and then walked over. When Yvette saw her approaching, she turned her head away and furtively. wiped her tears. “What are you doing here?” she asked, her voice quivering.

Sophia raised an eyebrow, and thought, ‘That sounds familiar. Everyone’s been asking me that lately. With a lazy drawl, she said, “I’m just here… for some fun.”

Yvette was left speechless. Behind Sophia, Dorian shot her a big thumbs–up, his eyes sparkling with anticipation.

Sophia said with a smirk, “What are you two siblings up to? Acting out some twisted love–hate drama?” Without even sparing her ance, Yvette turned on her heel and walked away.

Sophia narrowed her eyes at Yvette’s retreating figure but let her now. Turning to Howard, she smirked, “Howard, I know you’re pissed, but don’t

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blow up just yet. You’re about to get even angrier later.”

“Get out,” Howard snarled, his eyes bloodshot with rage. “You’re just like her, both of you deserve to die.”

Sophia knew Howard was physically fragile, but she wasn’t about to let him off easy. She strode forward and dug her fingers into his brokan lag, tonin sweetly as she taunted, “After all these times, why can’t you ever learn your lesson?”

Howard screamed in agony, his face turning pale as cold sweat broke out on his forehead. Gritting his teeth, he tried to fight back, but Sophia slapped him hard, sending him sprawling to the floor. Without mercy, she ground her foot into his broken leg.

Howard let out a howl of helpless fury, his face contorted with rage and pain.

Sophia looked down at him with a mocking smile. “Yesterday, your fanatical fans had a meetup. They skipped out on the bill after dining, and even live streamed it to expose themselves. Isn’t that hilarious?”

Howard let out a choked scream of agony, his face twisted in pain. Through gritted teeth, he spat, “Sophia, you’ll die a miserable death.”

Sophia stomped down hard. As Howard let out a scream, there was a sickening crack; his leg snapped again. He clutched it, writhing on the floor in pain

Dorian leaned against the doorframe, eyes wide as he stared at the ruthless Sophia. He was completely stunned, struggling to process what he had just

seen.

Dorian’s smartwatch suddenly began beeping. When Sophia turned around, she was shocked to see Dorian with his face bright red, clutching his chest as if he was about to collapse.

Sophia asked, “You’re not really about to pass out, are you?”

Dorian’s eyes widened, practically sparkling with excitement as he stammered, “Sophia. That’s so thrilling…”

Sophia stopped mid–step, ready to help but stunned. This kid was seriously risking his life just to watch drama. Moments later, Dorian’s bodyguards rushed in. One with medicine, the other calmly trying to carry him to the hospital.

Dorian struggled against them. “I’m fine. Don’t move me. I just got too excited. This is freaking awesome.”