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.

grabbed the medicine from Mark and slammed the door shut, cutting off Mark's wild

the medicine. I promise I won't

received an invitation to arrive early at the

top figure in business, Kenneth needed to meet with the

felt distan from him through

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person today.

surface, she appeared as calm as

Perlin Marriott Estate, which often hosted international visitors. Its degree of luxury completely changed the

the cat. Ophelia wore a moonlight-colored Hepburn gown. The skirt was silver with subtle patterns, the upper part was black, and

vest, and a dark red tie at his neck. Standing together like that, they definitely looked like a

Kenneth's arm. They were guided to the drawing room on the second floor of

estate exuded luxury, with a kind of foreign country house style. Two rows

stopped at the door and reported, "Mr. West, Mr. Sinclair has

room, a bodyguard was positioned every

at Kenneth and Ophelia before looking away after

strangers, not even bothering to

same; his gaze never

nothing resembled a father-son relationship

been waiting for you. His tone was free of blame and instead sounded

similar to how he appeared on TV-somewhere in his forties, not yet fifty-with no signs

and upright, and although his thick hair was completely gray, the wrinkles on

exuding a commanding presence

more focused on the woman beside Xander. It was astonishing to see that Elena, who seldom appeared in the

high nose bridge, and delicate features. Her slightly curly long hair was draped to one side. She