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."

from Harris and casually looked around at everyone. He asked, "Who just asked my woman to drink all the wine on

entire banquet hall was so silent one could hear

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

wished he could bury his head in the ground, trembling

stiffened, feeling like a hunted prey caught in the

gave you the guts?" Kenneth asked in

overwhelmingly powerful, causing cold sweat to trickle down

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regret. How am I supposed to know about this woman's relationship with Kenneth? Otherwise, even if threatened with death,

dripping down Dennis's 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 him out

thought. No matter what position this person holds, if he

Dennis's arms

didn't mean it like that,

table and, with his rough hand, pried open Dennis's jaw, shoving the bottleneck into his mouth and pouring

was

onto his neck, and then onto his chest, staining his light

going too far; after all, he is dealing with a government official so ruthlessly Even if someone thought it was too much, they didn't dare speak up to stop it,

tactics.

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

Dennis couldn't hold it

the hospital for a stomach pump. Kenneth

bodyguards dragged the barely conscious Dennis out

sympathy, thinking he wouldn't have an

to ask Ophelia

all, Kenneth had just returned after several hours of an international flight and came here immediately, likely without resting. Kenneth said,

immediately glanced at Ophelia, scared that she would be singled out.

give you a chance to handle your daughter yourself before I step in, Kenneth said, his voice as cold as a winter breeze blowing through the banquet hall, reaching everyone's ears. Harris glanced at Cecilia beside him,