Revenge Of The Jilted Bride

Jilted Bride 103

Chapter 103

Kenneth said. "The Carnegie family seems alright. Are you getting along well

"You already gave them instructions. How could they not be?" Ophelia thought, "They have to be nice because of Kenneth. didn't they?

Kenneth said, "I only spoke to Mr. Theo"

Ophelia paused mid-sip of her smoothie. "Wait, so you're saying Mrs. Carnegie and the others don't know about us?"

"Maybe, but it's possible Mr. Theo mentioned it Kenneth's eyes were fixed on Ophelia like he couldn't get enough.

Ophelia chewed on the fruits, her lips pouting slightly, cheeks puffing up like a little squirrel.

Deep down. Ophelia was perfectly aware of how people treated her. After all, she had learned the hard way in her last life. This time, Ophelia wasn't about to open her heart so easily. If even her own family, bound by blood, had used and discarded her, what could she expect from these people, tied only by convenience and profit?

It was best not to take them too seriously. Just as Ophelia swallowed the fruit, Kenneth kissed her.

Ophelia thought Kenneth would stop quickly, considering they were in the office. But no-he only grew bolder, leaving her breathless, She said, "Kenneth, this is the office.

"I know, Kenneth replied.

Ophelia tensed in Kenneth's arms, her eyes darting nervously toward the door, terrified someone might burst in at any

moment.

Kenneth held Ophelia's head in place, refusing to let her get distracted. He gently stroked her hair like he was calming a ruled cat. The more she stiffened, the more mischievous he became, chuckling softly against her lips Ophelia thought. He is so shameless."

Just then a knock came at the door. "Mr. Sinclair, Mr. Patrick is here."

Ophelia's entire body trembled uncontrollably from the tension, shrinking into Kenneth's arms as if trying to become

invisible.

this time, Mark was smart enough not

I hide somewhere?" Ophelia asked, worried about causing trouble

Patrick, who was outside, might see her.

brother. Why can't I come in?"

in his wheelchair, his expression returning to its usual

door swung

on a

had Patrick figured out-he loved getting under peoples skin. His words were a nasty

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Chapter 103

than a disposable tool slaving

icy as she looked at Patrick in the

He smirked slyly "Well, well so you've started fooling around with women now? He thought, I gotta admit, this bastard has a decent taste. Patrick said, "You're young. Why waste your time with a bastand You should be with me. I'm the eldest son in the Sinclair family. Look at the guy next to you. He won't last much longer. Best to find yourself a new branch to hang on before this one snaps." Ophelia smiled, though her eyes were sharp as ice, "Mr. Patrick, your mouth is still as foul as ever. Seems like that injection you got at the hospital was a waste" Patrick's eyes narrowed. He was puzzled. Meeting Ophelia's inns ent, doe-like gaze, a realization hit

was his missing leg. Her words cut derp Kage surged through him as he tried to

rang out, and a

he looked toward Kenneth, who

"If you

you had to

1. so.

of pain hit him, making it impossible for him to think. His agonized scream

Caleb and the others burst through the door, guns

was locked in

"You you bastard Filthy illegitimate scum! How

Ophelia, who had picked up the gun under the desk. The sound

silencer.

her eyes. "Oops, my bad. The gun misfired.". Kenneth took her gun hand in his, gently enveloping her fingers with his

face now looked even more fragile,