Revenge Of The Jilted Bride

Jilted Bride 13

Chapter 13

Ophelia let out a cold, bitter laugh, thinking, How easy they make it sound. In my last life, these people loved throwing me under the bus to take the blame for everything!

She recalled one time when Emily had been caught in a scandal with a director at a hotel. Hack then, the Hastings family had made her step in and took the fall just to clear up the mess for Emily.

They had always preached about "family sticking together, but when she was bombarded with online abuse and attacked with acid by the director's furious wife, none of them stood up for her. Instead, they land blamed her for being naive and careless. Ophelia shrugged, her tone dripping with indifference. "If it's no big deal, then let her clean up her own mess,

Heather's face turned red with fury as she grabbed a cup, ready to hurl it at Ophelia again. But Ophelia stood her ground, not even flinching, her eyes calm and clear, as if she were gazing at nothing more than a bunch of corpses.

Heather's hand froze mid-air, cup in hand, unsure what to do. But then Ophelia just turned on her heel and strode towards

the door.

Just as she reached the exit, the sound of shattering glass echoed behind her.

"It's okay, Emily, Mommy's here..." Heather cooed, trying to comfort Emily.

A faint smirk tugged at the corner of Ophelia's lips, a mocking curve.

As she stepped out of the mansion, she was met by a storming Nathan barreling toward her like a freight train.

"You filthy wretch. How dare you show your face here again!" Nathan bellowed, cocking his fist, aiming straight for her.

Nathan, with his gym-honed body, standing at nearly six feet tall, was a beast of a man. He had even learned boxing and Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu. But against Ophelia, who had a knack for real-life combat, he was woefully outmatched. His punch came at her in what felt like slow motion.

She sidestepped easily, grabbed his outstretched arm, and with a swift knee to his torso, the muscular giant was on the ground, groaning. "Pathetic," she scoffed.

"What did you just say? Who's Nathan wheezed, clutching his chest, his sun-kissed face now a deep shade of purple, like he was about to burst. Anger surged through him as he thought, This is the second time. That brat... I'll make her pay!

a phone call. "Chloe, I need you to look into someone for me. Oh, and get me a

uniform at Everland Hotel, standing inside the room where Owen had spent the night

for vacation. The room hadn't been cleaned yet. She carefully picked a few strands of hair off the

of the

about to leave, an older cleaning lady pushed her cart into the room, locking eyes with Ophelia. "Huh? I thought I was supposed to clean this room," the cleaning

door," Ophelia replied nonchalantly, pocketing

on her yellow rubber gloves and began tidying up the room. "The room next door's a presidential suite. You'd better wait a bit. I

muttered to herself, "Such a shame though. That man in the next suite, he's got the looks to put any TV actor to shame.

freeze mid-step. Kenneth's striking face flashed

Chapter 13

before she

and a middle-aged

bodyguards in black stood at various points around the room, arms folded behind their backs, casting a suffocating atmosphere. From deeper within, the

useless idiots. How did Grandfather hire a bunch of

the subordinates replied, "Mr. Sinclair, we admit we mishandled things, but you know how your

to rise above me? I don't care how you do it, just pull him down from that position by any means necessary," the man roared, his voice

and began sweeping up the broken glass scattered across the floor, she listened in on their conversation. From the comer of her eye, she noticed a man sitting in a wheelchair, his black dress pants draping over one leg, while the

this man

in passing in her last life-Kenneth had seized his current

life.

and had more than a few illegitimate children, the battles for control were

Patrick. forcing him to relinquish control. Kenneth had since taken

attempt and reappeared confined to a wheelchair. Rumors swirled that he

time since

two of the bodyguards ushered her out, roughly slamming the door shut behind her. But just before the door closed, she thought she heard Patrick murmur, Tonight, Avalon Port... the shipment's arriving. You

if anything significant had happened around this time in her last

Ophelia made two calls to Kenneth's number while on her way to Dellanex Medical Center, but