Revenge Of The Jilted Bride

Jilted Bride 210

Chapter 210

Ophelia was talking with Trent. Trent was in a good mood, so he chatted with Ophelia a bit more. He said, "It's best for young people not to be too impulsive. You never know when you might upset someone without realizing it" Ophelia replied. Thanks for the advice, Mr. Louis.

Trent nodded at her reply. He thought. Talking with intelligent people saves a lot of energy

Earlier, Cecilia asked Trent for a favor. But Trent was a high-ranking official; he couldn't lower his own value to help with such trivial matters. So he refused.

Yet that very evening, after he refused, the documents that required Harris's approval were returned. It was an obvious hint.

Trent was not worried at the moment, but if Harris became mayor, his life could become difficult. He came by today to see if he could swing the mayor's seat.

In politics, everything was connected. One false move and one could lose it all.

"Let's leave it at that for now. Come to my office next Monday, and we can discuss it further, Trent gave a series of numbers and said, "Call me when you arrive." "Okay." Ophelia nodded.

Besides the matters of the company's two properties, she was more interested in learning about the redevelopment of the shims, but this wasn't the right place to discuss it.

She was not trading a painting for a favor. Never made a losing deal; that was what Kenneth Sinclair taught her. Ophelia didn't like this kind of event and hadn't planned to stay long. Just as she was about to leave, she accidentally bumped into Cecilia, who was holding a wine glass.

Ophelia's eyes fell on the half-full glass of red wine. She thought, Is she going to get revenge on me?

Cecilia said, "You are standing here all night like a waiter. You must be tiring." She swirled the wine in her glass, giving Ophelia a challenging look from the corner of her eye.

Ophelia replied, "None of your damn business. She kept a calm expression, not bothered to respond to Cecilia.

Cecilia said, "Of course it's my business. Someone like you from the slums, how dare you come to a place like this? What if you've got some disease and spread it to us?"

intentionally raised,

someone from the slums?" asked an

say people from there carry all sorts of viruses?" Cecilia said, pinching her nose

all dressed up, trying

said, "Yeah. You should leave before

hall was filled with judgmental stares directed at Ophelia. It was like they were looking

said, "Aren't you leaving yet?" She felt some relief. She added,

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She said, "Let me help you disinfect first. With that, Cecilia threw the glass

moved out of the way. The wine areed through the air and splashed

"How dare you

let you splash me?" Ophelia answered smoothly,

can you be so rude to Ms. Carnegie? She's Mr. Carnegie's goddaughter after all. Even if she's from a poor background, you shouldn't say such things." Harris walked over, pretending he

were clearly aimed at Ophelia. His comments were dripping with sarcasm, affecting even the

filled with political figures. As Trent had said, Ophelia couldn't come off as too aggressive or make too

was about to leave when Harris stopped her. He said, "Ms. Carnegie,

red wine to Cecilia, and they exchanged a

holding the red wine,

up for it," He picked up another glass of red wine and drank it all at once. With a

dilemma. It was clear they wanted to corner her. If she drank one glass, there would be more to come. If she didn't Before Ophelia could decide, Cecilia shook her hand as if she accidentally lost her hold,

mean by that? Are you refusing to show

darkened immediately, and he slammed the empty wine glass onto the table with a

to become the next mayor of Dellanex. Everyone else had to

lady, you're in the wrong here. You must not

work, joined in the taunting. He said, "Here's a solution: Drink all the red wine on the table, and

They really knew how to make things difficult for someone. Cecilia looked smug, eager to see how Ophelia would handle this. She thought, 'Dad's tactics are effective as always! Ophelia's calm