Revenge Of The Jilted Bride

Jilted Bride 211

Chapter 211

Hearing this familiar and commanding voice, Ophelia felt a deep sense of calm and stability wash over her.

She put away all her sharp edges and walked towards Kenneth, standing by his side like a gentlewoman, feeling secure. Her beautiful eyes held nothing but Kenneth.

She thought. So what if I am fiery? With him around, it is hard not to be fiery.

She asked, "Weren't you supposed to be back tomorrow!"

"I missed you, I wanted to come back and see you first, Kenneth said as he tightly held Ophelia's small hand, looking at her. His dark eyes were like whirlpools, almost pulling her in.

When Cecilia realized Kenneth's gaze wasn't on her, her eyes were instantly filled with intense jealousy. She thought, "Why Ophelia? What makes her deserving of standing beside Kenneth

As soon as Harris saw Kenneth had arrived, he changed his earlier demeanor and immediately became very ingratiating

He said, "Mr. Sinclair, why didn't you let us know in advance about your visit? The birthday party is quite modest, we didn't expect you to honor us with your presence."

Kenneth frowned. It felt like the buzzing of flies in his ears, and a hint of irritation flickered between his sharp brows. He glanced sideways at Harris, his cold gaze cutting like a knife. He asked, "Tired of being in this position?" Wh-What Harris asked and gulped, his lips dry. He said, "No, Mr. Sinclair, I-I didn't..."

He didn't expect Kenneth to come today. He looked at Ophelia and thought, 'Seriously? Just for a woman!"

He had heard of Kenneth's tactics but had never seen them himself. Just hearing Kenneth speak sent shivers down his spine, and weakened his heart.

Rumor had it that Kenneth was the type of person who didn't even consider military leaders in Heloria worth acknowledging. As for a mere department head like Harris, Kenneth was surely thought even less of.

Harris didn't dare doubt the truth of those words. Ending his career could happen with just a single sentence from Kenneth

Harris explained, "You've really misunderstood. I just nicely asked Ms. Carnegie to join me for a drink at the birthday party, with no harm intended. You've misunderstood."

He asked, "Who just asked my woman to drink all the wine on the

so silent one

the same Dennis who used to side with Harris and deliberately make things difficult for Ophelia

in the ground,

feeling like a

gave you the guts?" Kenneth asked in

presence was overwhelmingly powerful, causing

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supposed to know about this woman's relationship with Kenneth? Otherwise, even if threatened with death, 1 wouldn't have dared

forehead as he was stared at by Kenneth who seemed like a living grim reaper. Dennis felt as if his flesh was being sliced bit by bit, and he felt cold from his toes to the tips of his hair. Kenneth gave Ray a look, and Ray immediately understood. He stepped forward, grabbed Dennis's collar, and pulled

holds, if he doesn't want to behave,

bodyguards approached, each grabbing one of Dennis's arms and twisting

didn't mean

the bottle of red wine from the table and, with his rough hand, pried open Dennis's jaw, shoving the bottleneck into his

Dennis struggled, it was

onto his neck, and then onto his chest,

too far; after all, he is dealing with a government official so ruthlessly Even if someone thought it was

tactics.

feeling like his lungs and stomach were about to explode. His vision was

in the same way. Before he was even halfway done, Dennis couldn't hold it in and started puking it all

him to the hospital for a stomach

the barely conscious

sympathy, thinking he wouldn't have an

turned to ask

say this to act saintly; after all, Kenneth had just returned after several hours of an international flight and came here immediately, likely without resting. Kenneth said, "If you won't say, then I'll just punish

Cecilia immediately glanced at Ophelia, scared that she

handle your daughter yourself before I step in, Kenneth said, his voice as cold as a winter breeze blowing through the banquet hall, reaching