Revenge Of The Jilted Bride

Jilted Bride 155

Chapter 155

In the quiet room. Ronan's gaze landed on Phoebe.

Phoebe pulled her legs back a bit. "I, I can't let you hurt Kenny! The Davidson family definitely won't help you either?

"That's not up to you." Ronan's eyes skimmed past her and returned to Ophelia, as he subtly signaled the bodyguards.

The bodyguards caught on quickly and led Ophelia out of the room, leaving Phoebe behind.

Ophelia felt weak all over, as if leeches were sucking at her nerves, and her legs felt like they were walking on cotton. Maybe it was because she had been drugged.

She looked around; it seemed like an old mansion with redwood decor everywhere.

Looking up, a group of bodyguards in black and armed mercenaries were stationed in the lobby and at the entrance, ensuring tight security.

Suddenly, she froze as she heard the sound of waves with her sharp hearing.

The sound was faint, yet remarkably clear in the stillness of the night. The waves seemed to be all around.

She thought, Can it be... I'm on an island?"

That's why Ronan was confident Kenneth wouldn't find her. Her scalp tingled involuntarily; she wanted to break free, but

he was too weak to do so.

Rosewood Manor, Chloe was sitting at the computer, skillfully using Noah's advanced privileges. Knowing that Ophelia was on the yacht, she immediately hacked into the yacht's surveillance system.

The computer screen cast shifting colors on her exquisite, outstanding face. Her aloof, proud eyes were intensely fixed on the computer screen.

was occasionally pulled away by the person on the couch. It felt as if a giant hand was clenching

surprisingly lively and energetic in his presence. It seemed like that

call from Elia's phone was made from the second-floor cabin, but the surveillance around there had

but is moving in the

seriousness. After a brief silence, he simply said two words, "No need." His voice was chilling, sending

people in the study looked at him in surprise, unable to figure out what he was

his time on this matter. The surveillance footage was completely destroyed, so Ophelia must have already left the yacht. Just after he hung up, another call came in. "Mr. Sinclair... it's my fault. I don't know when Ronan managed to escape from Sinclair Manor Mark's voice was

expected Ronan, that crafty old fox, to pull such a move Outwardly,

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grandson art stricken by serious illness, but

reveal much emotion, but everyone in the room could feel his

to mess with

the unfamiliar number on the phone and

his car. Before the caller could

is the Sinclair Group, right? You think

at Sinclair Manor, acting like a king?" Ronan's old yet strong voice was filled

seemed he had bet correctly; this woman was

chatter." Kenneth's sharp gaze turned towards

through

his hand were prominent, extending down to his forearm under the sleeve, his gaze sharp and

I dare? Worst case, you'll kill me too. I've lived long enough anyway, I'm just sorry that my granddaughter-in-law would have to be

so young and beautiful. I have to admit, you and Noel both

short!

think. By morning, I want you to hold a press conference, hand over the company, and cut off four of your fingers publicly. Otherwise, I'll send her four fingers back to you. Don't try any tricks; you won't find out where I am Ronan was going to avenge his deceased grandson. Their conversation was clearly

displayed the search icon, her hands clenched tightly as

Kenneth, "Delay him." Kenneth lowered his eyes and let out a slight breath. "I need