Revenge Of The Jilted Bride

Jilted Bride 183

Chapter 183

Catly followed behind Ophelia, wondering. "The history of Delfiner's development? Can't she just search for that online?

Ophelia paused her steps, turned her head slightly, and lowered her voice. "Don't you have classes? Why are you following

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"I don't have classes this afternoon. I'll help you look for them" With that said, Carly began darting between the bookshelves, eagerly searching for the books.

Ophelia gave her a brief glance, withdrew her gaze, and began searching for books herself.

Time slipped away quietly, accompanied by the soft rustle of turning pages.

None of the books Ophelia looked through had any useful information.

She wondered if maybe she was searching in the wrong direction

Carly said, "Ms. Spencer, take a look at this one."

A book with a dark red cover was handed to Ophelia. The color was like long-dried blood, creating a stifling feeling.

The book was titled "The Old Dellanex.

Just from the title and cover, it seemed more like a novel.

In fact, when Ophelia opened it, it turned out to be a novel.

The author went by the pen name Jason, and the protagonist was named Jake.

The story seemed to be set twenty to thirty years ago.

Back then, everything wasn't as convenient as it was now. Jake, who came from a small town to make a living in Dellanes, was struck by the dazzling vibrancy of the big city for the first time. At seventeen, it was an age where he was curious about everything.

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He worked carrying packages at the Dellanex docks, making 100 dollars a month. He needed to return the bottles of beer. ¿ plate of pasta cost fifty cents, and a formal meal was 3 dollars.

His biggest dream was to save up enough money to spend a whole day in the movie theater, a place where all the wealthy folks hung out.

He also wanted to check it out.

Ophelia flipped through a few pages. It was all descriptive, written in a clear and straightforward manner, easy to read but not very gripping.

At that moment, her phone vibrated in her pocket.

Kenneth was calling, and she didn't dare ignore it.

deep, pleasant voice came from the other end. "What are you

she answered

be able to join you for

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had been especially busy these past few days. This arrangement was perfect for Opliels as it gave

only after the call ended that she realized it was already past five

that the library had seen a whole

I've found two more books for you, Carly said, bringing over two

that Carly was really making an effort to help her find the

didn't even

"No worries Consider it

these books? Just these few. There were two more she hadn't finished, which she intended to take home and savor at her leisure. Ophelia glanced at

no problem," Carly was happy to

checkout was a

Ophelia thanked Carly, she carried

left, Lesly came

I've been looking for you all afternoon. Carly, I have a great

the big

frowned, "What

proudly handed over her

a video

"What's so

it just a supermarket argument? thought

pointed at the person on the screen. "See who that is? Isn't that Ms. Spencer, having a fight in a supermarket, acting all self-righteous? Can such a person really be a professor? I have

in attitude. She didn't say

Afraid she'll use her power for personal revenge? What's there to be afraid of? In this

this got out, it would tarnish her reputation as a teacher,

didn't even take offense at what you said in

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Aren't you worried Andrew rig the

of Andrew Coner,

Hashed across Carly's ryc

good, Everyone knows Andrew's got a thing for the former school belle, and honeatly. Ms. Spencer looks and acts a lot like that girl. Plus, she a professor. It's hard not to be drawn to her Carly didn't take it

alright... Lesly agreed on the surface, but in her

quietly uploaded the

stayed in the study after dinner, continuing

eyes started

flipped through a few more pages, and her eyelids started to feel heavy. Somehow, she ended up falling asleep at her

Kenneth returned, he noticed the study light was on and the door was

resting her head on her arms, one of which was pressed