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

mw

"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.

a

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.

walked to the window and answered the call. A deep, pleasant voice came

library," she answered

to join you for dinner tonight, so get

1/4

15:05 Wed, Nov 20

Chapter 1st

62%

arrangement was perfect for Opliels as it gave her time to read in the

was only after the call ended that she realized

she realized that the library had seen a whole bume of people

for you, Carly said, bringing

really making an effort to

long. You didn't even get

worries Consider it a diet

these few. 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 it on top of the pile.

no problem," Carly was happy

was a

Carly, she carried the books and left the

came over to look

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

big deal?' thought

frowned, "What are

at this." Lesly proudly handed over

was a video with

so interesting about

a supermarket

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

was startled by Carly's sudden shift in attitude. She didn't say

are you afraid of? Afraid she'll use her power for personal revenge? What's there to be afraid of? In this digital age, if she

got out, it would tarnish her reputation as a teacher, and her chances

even take offense at what you said in class. I think by following Ms. Spencer,

Chapter 183

looked at her fi pwise Aren't you worried Andrew

Andrew Coner,

Hashed across Carly's ryc

and acts a lot like that girl. Plus, she a professor. It's hard not to be drawn to her

surface, but in her heart, die

quietly uploaded

stayed in the study after dinner, continuing to

her eyes started feeling

more pages, and her eyelids started to feel heavy. Somehow, she ended up falling asleep

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

her head on her arms, one of