Revenge Of The Jilted Bride

Jilted Bride 108

Chapter 108

In the night, Ophelia arrived at Avalon Port Dock. It was Dellands largest shipping dock, which was filled with containers and transport trucks. Though there weren't many cargo ships docked this season, finding someone here was task Ophelia had called Eric several more times, but his phone was dill off.

no easy

z but

Chloe had sent Ophelia the surveillance footage. According to the timestamp, Eric had been here early this morning I might have already left by now.

Ophelia wasn't driving fast. She carefully matched the locations in the footage with the scenes in front of her.

Up ahead was the checkpoint. Two security guards stopped Ophelia. "Sorry, Miss, you can't drive any further. This is the unloading area, and you can't enter without a work permit."

"Oh" Ophelia nodded, glancing ahead one more time. She felt the place in the surveillance footage was just beyond. What was Eric doing here she thought

Just then, the lights on the dock suddenly flared up. A cargo ship was slowly docking and six or seven luxury cars sped past Ophelia raring through the checkpoint and stopping in the open space in front of the containers. Ophelia lingered a few more minutes, pretending it was difficult to turn around while keeping an eye on the situation ahead

After the cars parked, about twenty or thirty bodyguards dressed in black stepped out, making quite the scene.

Initially, Ophelia was just curious, but then she looked upward and saw a lean figure standing atop a container.

The young man, dressed in black, had his long hair tied up, blowing in the seaside breeze. In one swift move, he leaped down

Suddenly, the sounds of fighting erupted

Gunshots echoed across the open dock, sharp and unmistakable in the empty space.

The two guards who had stopped Ophelia quickly ducked for cover.

"Damn it!" Ophelia cursed, tossing her phone aside as she floored the gas pedal, crashing through the barrier.

gunshots rang out as Ophelia frantically searched for

gas pedal to the floor, Ophelia plowed through the group of bodyguards in black, screeching to

the first time, Ophelia truly understood what it

the passenger window. "Get in she yelled. If she hadn't been driving Kenneth's car, she'd

his eyes. He wiped the blood from his mouth with

a gun tucked inside. She unbuckled her seatbelt and jumped over to the passenger seat, pushing

red blood was streaming down Eric's pant leg, and more was gushing from his

drag Eric into the car when the

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just as fast, countless guns

its blinding headlights making it

Ophelia, backlit

was rough, like someone who'd had his throat cut during puberty and never fully recovered, carrying a gritty

the light, and she finally saw the man before her. He was a middle-aged

if I don't?" Ophelia asked, gripping the gun in her left hand as

then took a closer look at the gun she was holding and the car she was driving. "If you don't want to hand him

mafia is this easygoing? she thought. She was a bit stunned, unsure if he was being serious. She kept her gun raised, not daring to lower it just

men exchanged confused looks

down and let them leave, he commanded again. Only then

the car, started the engine, and sped off without a second thought, as if afraid they might change their

pulling out his phone. His expression softened slightly, but a hint of menace remained. "Mr. Sinclair, we've got a situation here. The cargo's fine. A few of our guys got hurt, but the one who attacked was rescued. And

frowned slightly. A second later,

car. When I got closer, I saw the ring on

let her feel a

to the dial tone, suddenly full of self-doubt.

sped

Eric in the passenger seat. His face was pale, his lips drained of any color, and his hand, soaked in blood, was pressed tightly against his abdomen. His chest

do was lower the window, letting the cold. wind rush in.