Revenge Of The Jilted Bride

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ou're here to stir up trouble, you can leave."

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"It seems like he took poison, He had shown signs of being suicidal before, so the police ruled it as suicide, Chloe replied. Ophelia suddenly felt a bit uneasy and wondered, 'Suicide? Someone like Brock would never kill himself

Then, another possibility crossed her mind, and she thought, 'Who could have taken care of him so quietly and efficiently?

It wasn't that Ophelia was overly sympathetic. She just didn't believe Brock deserved to die. The thought of having someone snuffed out like that left a sour taste in her mouth.

Chloe, probably having picked up on something from Ophelia's expression, didn't say anything. After all, Chloe thought that Brock's death was well deserved after the narrow escape they had just had. Ophelia stood up, feeling a slight numbness in her feet. "I'm heading out, Chloe."

Before Chloe could respond, Ophelia had already flagged down a car on the street and headed back to Rosewood Manor.

the door, she bumped into Lisa, who was about

since she hadn't known Ophelia would be home at noon, said, "Miss Spencer, you're back just

just head upstairs and sleep for a bit, Ophelia

that Ophelia didn't look too

today. She came back early and said she wanted to sleep, but she

"I see," Kenneth responded.

across from an elderly man with snow-white hair. The old man wore a dark green suit and leaned on his cane,

"Understood," Mark replied.

for much today-just to see if the

he overheard coughing from inside the room and thought, 'It won't be long before

Ronan off, Kenneth got up from his wheelchair, washed his face, and wiped it with a damp towel.

replied, "Earlier... Miss Spencer was in a competition, and a guy who had plagiarized her work was blacklisted by the industry. Enraged, he

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would be furious.

Mark's words, his eyes darkened with a cold intensity. "Where

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Ophelia, who was lying in bed, had drifted off into a fitful

Ophelia's mind, mixing with memories of both his kindness and cruelty.

with cold sweat and her back completely drenched. As her vision

brows were furrowed, and his sharp, otherworldly features reflected in Ophelia's