Revenge Of The Jilted Bride

Jilted Bride 180

Chapter 180

Ophelia walked out of the principal's office and encountered two or three teachers she'd seen in her previous life, but she couldn't recall their names.

Descending a few more steps, Ophelia saw a pair of leather shoes coming up, followed by a pair of dark blue baggy suit pants.

Then, a metal-buckled belt appeared beneath a large belly with shirt stretched tightly around it and a suit jacket draped alongside, and finally, a middle-aged man's round head popped up. The man adjusted his black-rimmed glasses, and his small eyes widened when he saw Ophelia.

"Which class are you from? I've never seen you around before."

His voice was warm and hearty, his face wore a friendly smile while his small eyes turned into slits.

"It's a big university. Are you sure you've seen every student?"

The man chuckled awkwardly, observing Ophelia up and down, and thought, 'Such a pretty girl! There's no way I wouldn't remember seeing her.

That look made Ophelia very uncomfortable.

The man was the head of the Fashion Design department, Zackary Gross.

Ophelia remembered him so clearly because she had suffered a lot at his hands in her previous life.

He was a typical two-faced person. With his sincere appearance and manipulative skills, he fitted in well at the university, creating an image of an honest and upright man in the public eye. But few knew about the dirty things he had done, like harassing and sleeping with his female students, accepting gifts, and

so on.

In her previous life, Ophelia had bumped into Zackary right after she enrolled in the university.

Ever since then, he had deliberately targeted her.

When later he accepted gifts from Emily, he became even more blatant in his behavior against Ophelia, making her school life during those six months quite difficult

Zackary climbed a few steps and looked Ophelia in the eye. Are you looking for someone? Tell me the name, and I'll help. you."

"No need."

walked past him

steps in her

then stepped back

behind a faint,

after Ophelia had walked quite a distance, she could still sense Zackary's creepy

office and browsed her phone on

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two sets of footsteps echoing

find anything. There's no record of a new student in the files. It's

footsteps approached closer and abruptly stopped right outside the

and locked eyes

hand suspended in

she suddenly thought, 'Wait, isn't this

admitting that Ophelia was attractive while thinking, 'Why is she in Ms. Tyrus's office? Could she be a student of Fashion Design? What are

at the

recognized them; the one speaking was Lesly Cordova, and in front of her stood Carly, the top student

exceptionally

Tyrus's favorite student, I saw several of her award-winning designs just now. Although she isn't

in neighboring classes, and ever since I took her title as the belle of Fashion Design, Carly had been resentful and plotted a lot to embarrass

looked at Ophelia with a hint of caution, holding a stack of design drafts in her arms,

her," Lesly

words but questioned

to tell me that? This area was a college town. Maybe she's from another

well of them

was irritated. "Hey! We're talking to you. What's your name? Are you from

March, a freshman who

from the student files that there is no new freshman? Why are you

swallowed, realizing Ophelia had overheard their earlier

said, "Sorry,

"Noisy

and forcefully

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