Revenge Of The Jilted Bride

Jilted Bride 112

Chapter 112

Seeing that Ophelia didn't hang up right away, Heather quickly said, "Let's meet in person. I'm afraid I won't explain everything clearly over the phone

Coincidentally. Ophelia wanted to clear a few things up. Just breause the blood types didn't match didn't entirely rule out everything. "Alright."

Heather said, "I'll book a restaurant for tonight. I'll send you the location later. Be there by eight."

Ophelia lowered her eyes. Something about Heather's tone felt off, but she couldn't quite put her finger on it. After hanging up, she went downstairs, only to find Kenneth was already gone. Lisa said. "Miss Spencer, you're awake. Mr. Sinclair left early this morning, without even having breakfast

Ophelia thought, Skipping meals is no good at all. She glanced at the time. It was already noon. "Is lunch ready? I'll take it to him

"It's almost done, Lisa said as she turned back into the kitchen, keeping a close eye on the chef as he finished preparing the

food.

Once everything was packed neatly in a thermal bag, Lisa handed it over. "Make sure you eat with him. Both of you are so busy. Skipping meals can really mess up your stomach." Thanks, Lisa," Ophelia smiled as she put on her coat and walked out of Rosewood Manor carrying the bag.

A black SUV was parked out front, the same model as Kenneth's

When the man inside spotted Ophelia, he jumped out of the car Mrs. Sinclair, Mr. Sinclair instructed Barrett and me to drive you wherever you need to go these next few days" Ophelia glanced at the man beside Caleb-broad-shouldered, built like a bear. She thought. He looks familiar. I must have seen him before, but we've never actually spoken Caleb opened the back door for her. "Mrs. Sinclair, after you"

Ophelia thought, 'Alright, my car is in for a wash and repairs anyway. I don't need to bother calling a cab

Instead, she opened the window for some fresh air. She

asked. "The studio or

"Sinclair Group." Ophelia replied.

slightest hint of emotion. He glanced at the rearview mirrge- to check on Ophelia in the backseat but noticed nothing unusual. He thought

car headed toward the Sinclair Group. A sudden thought flashed through Ophelia's mind. Chloe had texted me, saying she hadn't seen Eric

surveillance, he was unlikely to slip past all the doctors and nurses. He couldn't have

disappear without a trace from a hospital. Kennell... Around him, my mind always seemed to slow

Sinclair, regarding the other day, it was our fault for not protecting you properly. Thank you for telling Mr. Sinclair that you ditched us on purpose. If it

your words. Tell me where Eric is if you really

glance with Barrett in the passenger seat. "Mrs. Sinclair, what are you talking

me? Kenneth isn't at the company, is he? Even if I go there, I won't see him. If

the mirror, realizing he

pressed lightly

hurt you. But this way, you'll have something

a nervous chuckle, and just as Barrett moved to alert others, Ophelia swiftly snatched his phone. Tll say this one more time. Take me to Kenneth. He told you to

Caleb's neck, leaving him no choice but to turn the car

a secluded seaside villa on a peninsula. The surroundings were breathtaking. The lush greenery gave the place an air

sheathed her knife and placed it back where it belonged. As soon as the vehicle came to

block Ophelia's path, but they all stepped aside when

Ophelia strained to see inside but couldn't make out anything through the windows-just the faint, unsettling scent of blood in the air. "Honey, I've brought you lunch,

middle-aged man with a

one leading the

Ray's