Revenge Of The Jilted Bride

Jilted Bride 189

Chapter 189

The next day, in front of the large floor-to-ceiling window, Ophelia wore a fine black nightgown with white stripes at the collar and cuts. She munched on a buttery croissant while turning on the TV. All the major domestic media outlets were racing to report this year's Heloria Trade Summit entrance list.

The Heloria Trade Summit, which had often been overlooked in previous years, was attracting major attention due to the attendance of many prominent figures this year.

In no time, the words Heloria Trade Summit dominated the headlines of major media outlets.

The LCD TV kept showing news about Kenneth. It said, "Kenneth Sinclair, executive CEO of the Sinclair Group. Under his leadership, Heloria's economy had grown rapidly over the past two years." Ophelia thought. Not just that. She sat back at the open kitchen bar counter, heating a cup of milk for herself.

Kenneth came out of the room wearing matching gray pajamas and walked behind Ophelia. He asked, "Are you upset!" Ophelia completely ignored him.

Kenneth let out a soft laugh. His voice was deep and pleasing. He said, Tm sorry. Don't be upset. I'll try to be gentle next

time

Ophelia thought. Next time? Try? Forget about it. She kept silent.

Kenneth said. "You know I have no resistance in front of you. His tone was highly pitiful, so much so that it reminded Ophelia of a puppy dog.

Ophelia asked. "Are you blaming me? She took a deep breath. The night before, she had drunk a little without feeling it, but waking up, she found it overwhelming. She even had bruises on her waist. Even so, she still didn't achieve her goal. She thought, 'He is such a lousy guy!

Kennethsaid. "It's not your fault, it's mine. It's all my fault. Does it still hurt? I've already asked someone to bring over some medicine.

Before long, Mark came over with a bag of medicine. He asked, Mr. Sinclair, are you alright?"

His face was incredibly serious, eyes examining Kenneth, who opened the door, like an X-ray. He said, "Mr. Sinclair, what happened? Why did you ask me to buy medicine for bruises and sprains?"

He thought, 'Could it be that Mr. Sinclair failed to propose and got punched? There's no bruising on his face, so it must be internal injuries.

the medicine from Mark and

the medicine. I promise I won't do anything else.

the afternoon, they received an invitation to arrive early at the venue

top figure in business, Kenneth needed to meet with

TV. She felt distan

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person today.

But on the surface, she appeared as calm as

often hosted international visitors. Its degree of luxury completely changed the

patterns, the upper part was black, and a line

black pinstripe suit, with a silver shirt under a matching vest, and a dark red tie at his neck. Standing

room on the second floor of the estate by an old butler at

foreign country house style. Two rows

old butler stopped at the door and

the room, a bodyguard

at Kenneth and Ophelia before

they were strangers, not even bothering to greet

did the same; his gaze never

appearances, nothing resembled a father-son

been waiting for you. His tone was

similar to how he appeared on TV-somewhere in his forties,

his thick hair was completely gray,

Noah, exuding a commanding presence without needing to show

gaze was more focused on the woman beside Xander. It was astonishing to

eyes, like Ronin and Adams, a high nose bridge, and delicate features. Her slightly curly long hair was draped to one side. She wore a dark red velvet gown, exuding