Revenge Of The Jilted Bride

Chapter 62

Jilted Bride 63

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Tracy slipped to the side, cautiously pulling out her phone. But just as she opened the camera app, her hand suddenly felt

empty.

Ophelia had snatched the phone away in one swift move, She kiew Emily all too well.

Seeing her plan thwarted, Emily immediately jumped to her fee "Ophelia, what's your problem?" she demanded. "I've never done anything to you. Why are you always getting in my way?" Ophelia let out a cold laugh. "Never done anything? You sound so innocent."

Emily sighed, "Why don't you just name your price?" Her eyes unconsciously darted to the phone on the couch, its screen facing down.

"Seven million dollars." Ophelia stated flady.

"Are you out of your mind?" Emily's face contorted with anger.

First, Emily had to compensate seven million dollars for a single dress, and now Ophelia wanted another seven million dollars. She couldn't help but think Ophelia must be obsessed with money "I'm not finished," Ophelia continued. "Besides the seven million dollars, you'll need to clear things up online."

'Clear things up? Emily thought bitterly. "Wouldn't that be like slapping myself in the face?' People might even accuse her of staging the whole thing.

"That's imposs-" Emily said, but the word died in her throat as she met Ophelia's piercing gaze.

Ophelia's voice turned icy. "You have five seconds to decide. Five, four..."

Each number hit Emily like a hammer blow as Ophelia counted down to "one"

Emily gritted her teeth. "Fine, I'll clarify. I'll do it. But... But seven million dollars is too much."

"Then there's nothing left to discuss," Ophelia said, turning to leave.

Before her hand could touch the doorknob, Emily blocked her path. "Okay, I'll pay. Just...give me some time."

negotiate with me" Ophelia

hesitation, Ophelia grabbed Tracy's phone. She quickly typed out a message, uploaded an audio file, and added a

know in advance that this scene required real slaps. The mark on

screen in front of Emily's face. I've given you plenty of face. Now post

her fists, reluctantly

do anything else. Sharon's

netizens began reacting. One commented: [What the

life is just one big performance. She's always putting on

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she'd pull this stunt for attention and then try to clear it up. We've seen this self-contradicting actoo many times.] Other netizens chimed in: [Disgusting. This is absolutely

pouring in, one

money before tonight, Ophelia said curtly

break room was now empty except for Emily and Tracy. Emily's troubled expression instantly

you worried?" Tracy asked, confusion evident in

the old man at Rosewood Manor to

even know how many years you could get for blackmail?

ice pad, all while casting furtive glances at Ophelia. "Are

seven million dollars as a bit excessive. "This

truth, Ophelia wasn't short on money. Her goal was to gradually deplete the

Surprisingly, Emily had become the lead in this show, a far cry from the original

Sharon's first take stood out as the best. The more

He took a sip of water, holding his boxed lunch in one hand and the water

forced," a voice behind him said, echoing

this wasn't how Gwen, the female lead, should react. Though Emily was following the script, herexpressions and demeanor

brow and cool, detached manner. This girl was the spitting image of Gwen as he'd imagined her. Her looks alone

William asked. Though not yet forty, his hair had already gone gray. The salt-and-pepper sideburns peeking out

have an excellent memory,"

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