Revenge is best served cold novel Chapter 120

Levi scoffed, his eyes filled with disdain. "What kind of legitimate reason could you possibly have?"

"Repayment. How about that?" Eric's behavior was downright infuriating, and he looked at Levi with blatant provocation.

"Jae took me out for dinner to thank me. Some people who haven't contributed anything obviously don't get a seat at the table."

I sighed in exasperation. These two were like sworn rivals. Every time they met, it was nothing but chaos.

Eric always seemed to come out on top, but Levi was too stubborn to back down.

I used to think that if they saw more of each other, they would get along. It turned out that even after all this while, nothing had changed.

"Alright, that's enough. Do you guys even realize how late it is?" I glanced at the time and stepped in before their argument spiraled further. "No matter what, thank you for today, Eric." I met his gaze, genuinely grateful.

He might have claimed this dinner was just part of the deal, but that didn't make me any less appreciative.

"If it's for you, it doesn't count as a favor," Eric said with a smile.

Then, as if to get one last jab in, he shot Levi a smug look before turning to leave.

Levi looked like he wanted to fire back, but I gave him a sharp glance, silencing him instantly. With an annoyed huff, he followed me inside.

"I told you to get some sleep. Why were you waiting for me?" I let out a long sigh, feeling utterly helpless.

I knew Levi was just worried about me, but knowing he had been sitting out here all this time filled me with guilt.

"I figured if you needed help, I'd be right here to rush over."

Jeremiah's infuriating face flashed in my mind. "I'm not even divorced yet, so I'll deal with things when the time comes."

Hearing my words, Levi smiled again, finally satisfied. "Right, right. Career first! Right now, your most important job is helping me expand LunaGlo in Caldera. Everything else can wait!"

I nodded, glancing at my watch. "It's getting late. Let's head to bed. We've got work to do tomorrow."

With that, I waved my hand and went to my room.

Once I sat on the bed, I pressed my hand to my chest, feeling strangely unsettled. For some reason, Eric's face kept spinning around in my mind. His seriousness, his smile, and even his rare teasing—all of it kept swirling in my thoughts.

I tossed and turned for a long time. In the end, I decided it had to be the result of staying up too late.

I definitely couldn't stay up this late again in the future.