Revenge Of The Jilted Bride

Chapter 19

Jilted Bride 19

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The grand venue was in absolute chaos. Emily, standing at the center of it all, looked like a clown trapped in a circus ring surrounded by an audience that didn't bother hiding their judgment.

Some even whipped out their phones, snapping pictures without mercy. Owen, her father, was quick to rush over, draping his suit jacket around Emily's shoulders in a feeble attempt to shield her from further humiliation. This party is over," he announced, his voice tight with embarrassment.

Harry summoned the security team, trying to usher the crowd out as quickly as possible. What had started as a glamorous birthday celebration had turned into a public disaster.

Just then, a server appeared, wheeling out an enormous eight-tiered cake, the words "Happy Birthday, Emily. May all your wishes come true iced across the top in pristine, elegant letters,

The birthday song played once again, but this time, the tone felt painfully ironic-a cruel echo of how things were supposed

to be.

Everland Hotel's unique circular architecture made it easy for Ophelia to observe everything from the balcony on the third floor. She sat comfortably, nibbling at a delicate pastry, watching the spectacle below with an almost imperceptible smirk. "Happy birthday, Emily, she whispered, her voice laced with amusement. She knew Emily's ploys all too well. Trying to stir rumors with my man? Did you ask for my permission?

Although Miles had supposedly rented out the entire floor for Emily's party, the unpaid bill still loomed over them.

As Owen and his family made their hasty retreat, the hotel manager hurried after them, holding out an imposing bill. "Mr. Hastings, the total for tonight comes to 310 thousand dollars. Also, 170 thousand for the roses, and 3 million for venue rental and service charges. Altogether, that's 3.71 million dollars."

"What?" Owen's face turned ashen, the bill nearly sending him into a fit of cardiac arrest. Not only had they failed to maintain. any sense of dignity, but they were facing an outrageous cost,

As she watched the Hastings family's disarray, Ophelia's smile deepened, a satisfied glint in her eyes. This is only the beginning,' she thought, savoring the small victory

the park, enjoying the night air and occasionally hopping onto one of the rides. Soaking up the joyful atmosphere of laughter and excitement, she picked up a free balloon here and a

of vibrant red, blue, and golden illuminating the

up at the spectacle. She

the park, it was already past

long, quiet walk down the empty streets. In the distance, she

further she walked, the narrower the road became, the soft glow of streetlights facting into darkness until there was nothing

sea, the stronger the pungent smell of rotting fish and bring water became, an odor so overpowering it would

crumbling concrete wall, half of it collapsed into rubble. Ophelia climbed up and perched herself on the edge, gazing out at the

boats bobbed in the water, their lights long

Chapter 19

tattered fabric, looking more like ruins than

the place Ophelia had called home for as long as she

ago, this area had been

forgotten slum where no one dared to invest or even set foot. They said the materials used to reclaim the land were

neglected, squalid corner. Just across the way, skyscrapers gleamed with light, standing tall against the night, while here,

a can of beer, took a swig, and unwrapped a piece of candy, popping it into her mouth. "Happy birthday, Ophelia," she muttered to herself, the words slipping out as if they

birth date after she was brought back to the family, making her the elder sister-at least, in title. Heather made it clear that she ought to take care of

she had been thrilled to

Gifts piled up for her, while

let yourself down. Don't let him down...

her liquor better than most, but now, her thoughts drifted back to Gabrielle-the only

perhaps she wouldn't have spent her last life yearning for it. Blood ties didn't mean family; she understood that now, after

the rest of the candy into her mouth, thinking bitterly. "Why doesn't it taste as sweet as the ones Gabrielle used to

worried it'll rot your teeth?" A voice cut through the quiet

Ophelia jolted, startled. Turning her head, she saw the impossibly handsome face of Kenneth emerging from the

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