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.

to the window and answered the call. A deep, pleasant voice came from the other end.

she answered

you for dinner tonight,

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past few days. This arrangement was perfect

after the call ended that she realized it

seen a whole bume of people come

books for you,

Carly was really making

so long. You didn't even get a chance to have

replied, "No worries Consider it a diet

There were two more she hadn't finished, which she intended to take home and savor at her leisure. Ophelia glanced at the novel again and placed

Carly was

checkout was a

Carly, she carried the books and left

came

what are you doing here? I've been looking for you all afternoon. Carly, I have a great idea to get back at

the big

"What are you

Lesly proudly handed over

was a video with

so interesting about

it just a supermarket argument?

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 to make sure all the guys see this clearly." Carly warned, "Don't

in attitude.

there to be afraid of? In this digital age, if she dares to do that, we'll expose her online and

this got out, it would tarnish her reputation as

really kind and didn't even take offense at what you said in class. I think

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looked at her fi pwise Aren't you worried Andrew rig the

Andrew Coner, a

Hashed across Carly's ryc

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 to heart.

the surface, but in her heart, die was still

night, she quietly uploaded

Rosewood Manor, Ophelia stayed in the study after dinner, continuing to delve into the

until her eyes started feeling a bit

yawned, flipped through a few more pages, and her eyelids started

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

on her arms,