Revenge Of The Jilted Bride

Jilted Bride 87

Chapter 87

Theo unrolled the scroll, and an elderly man nearby adjusted his glasses. "It really is an original by Mr. Blake. This painting is practically priceless now. The Lewis family is really thoughtful A satisfied smile spread across Theo's face. "Thank you."

"As long as you like it, it's worth the effort," Miles responded politely.

Next up was the Hastings family. They were only getting this close because of Emily's connections. Otherwise, with their status, they'd never be after the Lewis family in line to present their gift.

Owen and Heather offered a set of gemstone chess pieces, elegantly packaged and clearly valuable.

Harry and Nathan, as the younger generation, gave an antique brooch and a string of gemstone bracelets.

Out of respect for the Lewis family, Theo glanced at them, showing a polite, if slightly strained, smile.

Just then, a petite figure entered the hall. She wore light-wash jeans, a khaki shirt, and a light gray coat. In stark contrast to the extravagant gowns surrounding her, she immediately caught everyone's attention.

Someone asked, "Who is she? Why is she dressed like that for a birthday party?"

Murmurs rippled through the room, and Owen, noticing the commotion, frowned deeply.

"Ophelia? Why is she here?" Nathan's mind went straight to his arm, which had only recently healed from a break.

The expressions on the faces of the Hastings family members turned complicated. Heather, full of concern, whispered, "I told you we shouldn't have released that statement. She's definitely here to cause a scene and embarrass us."

Owen cleared his throat. "It doesn't matter anymore. She's no longer part of our family. Whatever happens, it's got nothing to do with us."

His voice, deliberately moderate, was loud enough for the guests at the surrounding tables to hear.

do, if they have to throw

us.'

Her large, doe-like eyes held an air of indifference toward the world around her. Without any effort, she outshone the other

gift for you," Ophelia said,

some reason, despite its modest appearance, he was genuinely curious about what was

were a few simple gem beads, with two showing slight cracks. Compared to

Ophelia's entrance, was now relaxed. She

themselves, "She's actually presenting that as a

followed. "Giving Mr. Carnegie such plain beads. Doesn't she know she's making a fool of

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hold back anymore. She grabbed Ophelia's arm. "What are you trying to do? Get

lowering his voice but not his hostility. "A bunch

with us." He cast a

to Ophelia, gently patting her on the shoulder. "This

Mr. Carnegie say? Those plain beads

at the head table, the Hastings family

had spoken too soon. To say anything else now would only

original painting by Dorian, and

beads..." Emily

inexperienced. Mr. Carnegie, do they

my mother. Years ago, during a trip at sea, we lost them.

full of gratitude. "Thank

could that be? After all these years, how do you know these are the same beads?" Emily's disbelief echoed

broke this when he was perfectly. Dad even scolded me

a