Revenge Of The Jilted Bride

Jilted Bride 154

Chapter 154

"What should we do, Elia. Phoebe tried hard to free her hands and feet, but it was no use.

Compared to Phoebe's restless anxiety, Ophelia was much calmer. She sat quietly, breathing softly without making much noise.

"Aren't you scared?" Phoebe had lost her earlier composed demeanor. Talking seemed to be the only way to calm her nerves. "Not bad." Ophelia leaned against the wall with her eyes closed, as if gathering energy.

"Then why..."

"Shh...

Phoebe clamped her mouth shut, and in the silent room, only the soft and deep sounds of breathing could be heard.

There were windows around, but they couldn't hear the sound of the sea, just trees, indicating they had been moved to a new place.

They were probably on the second floor or higher, as she could see the shadows of the tree leaves.

She figured that at least two hours had passed since she fainted.

She had boarded the ship at 7 PM. By the time it set sail and she went to the lounge to change clothes, the party had been in full swing for an hour and a half. During the time, she heard loud waves, which might mean they were taken off the cruise. The journey from the sea to the shore would have taken over an hour. So, she guessed a little more than two hours must have passed,

The party ended at 10:30 PM, and when Caleb and Barrett didn't see her come out, they would surely tell Kenneth. She was confident Kenneth would find her. She just needed to stall for time to keep herself safe.

Phoebe's breathing became heavier. "Elia, can I talk now?"

"Suit yourself!"

"Why do you think they captured the two of us? Phoebe asked, puzzled.

""No idea. Are you scared?"

exhaled slowly, "Yeah, I

spoke directly to her, trying to see her expression, but

Phoebe started, then

just as Ophelia thought she might not

Ime

"Honestly, I'm not really an underworld heiress. Our family is huge, and I'm the least

Their family did have lots of members, but unloved? How could that be? If she

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Kenneth's aunt, Ivy, arrange for

how rich families are: blood ties mean less than benefits. Just like the Carnegie family protect you because of your connection to Kenny, isn't it? "Elia, I really envy you. With

was truly moving. Ophelia couldn't tell which of her words were true and which were false. She

wanted

leaned against the wall, closing her eyes to rest. Her head still hurt a

slowly passed by. In the darkness, it was impossible to track time, and though only a few minutes might have passed, it felt like an eternity to

"Elia...

"Hush! Stop talking!"

overlapping footsteps, more than

something heavy hitting the floor rhythmically. The sound came closer and stopped right outside the door

gold-topped cane. Her eyes slowly moved upward, following the hand holding the cane, and she saw an old man in a traditional robe, sporting a beard,

as he

both of you. An old voice echoed slowly

are you?"

ignored her question and went on, I've invited you two here to ask for a couple of favors. I wonder if you're willing

invitation?" Phoebe's voice was sharp, with a bit of a spoiled and unreasonable tone, qu different from her earlier frightened

the outline of the old man in front of her. "What kind of help?" Her voice was calm, as if she were

old man said, "It's simple. Ms. Spencer just needs to call Kenneth Sinclair, asking him to exchange your life for

my life really that valuable?" Ophelia's lips curved into a

man in front of her was indeed Kenneth's grandfather, Ronan

Sinclair family to its peak. Even with his grandson dead,