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.

bumped into Lisa, who was

home at noon, said, "Miss Spencer, you're back just in time. Lunch is

not hungry. I think I'll just head upstairs and sleep

that Ophelia didn't look too well and felt a

Spencer didn't look too good today. She came back

"I see," Kenneth responded.

old man wore a dark green suit and leaned on his cane, a large emerald ring on his finger. "Mark, take him back. I don't want to see him hanging

"Understood," Mark replied.

for much today-just to see if the rumors about Kenneth's

Ronan left, he overheard coughing from inside the room and thought, 'It won't be long before Sinclair Group falls back into my

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

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

had just pulled away the team

would be furious.

eyes darkened with a

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response, thinking that someone like him didn't

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

send you off, huh?" His voice echoed again and again in Ophelia's mind, mixing with memories of both his kindness and cruelty. Every version of his face in her mind twisted into something grotesque, the knife pressing against her

her back completely drenched. As her

sharp, otherworldly features reflected in Ophelia's