Revenge Of The Jilted Bride

Jilted Bride 231

Chapter 231

It wasn't even redirected to voicemail.

He sighed, scratching the back of his neck, feeling a bit frustrated. "Five years...."

This number had gone from being powered off, to disconnected, and now it no longer even existed.

It seemed this number just wouldn't go through anymore.

'What a bad stroke of luck. I should've known better. I shouldn't have taken on this mission in the first place, he thought.

Now, he had to work just to make ends meet. Probably no one would believe he was an agent.

Ophelia walked out of the Electronics Market and drove toward the company.

It had been a few days since she last went there.

Through the rearview mirror, she glanced back and noticed a few stalkers.

Ophelia wondered who it could be. Ray and Eric had just left, and she had already been targeted.

She slowed down, and the light gray van that had been following her for two blocks suddenly sped up and cut in front of -her, making a sharp stop.

She slammed on the brakes to avoid a collision.

It was obvious they were coming after her.

Ophelia slowed down even more, trying to switch to another lane, but the van, no matter which lane she switched to, intentionally sped up and blocked her, swerving in front of her.

Ophelia turned into a quiet alleyway, but the van followed her in, using the same tactic, blocking her again.

This time, Ophelia didn't brake. Instead, she floored the gas pedal.

Bang!

The black SUV crashed into the van's front end.

She had eased up a bit on the impact.

But the van was still cracked open, its front body shattered, pieces flying up like plastic, breaking with a brittle snap. Meanwhile, the black SUV didn't move an inch, not even a scratch, and Ophelia inside remained perfectly still. The people in the van cursed loudly and climbed out. Each of them was armed with a weapon, surrounding her SUV from all sides.

They had clearly come prepared.

The bald man in the front walked toward Ophelia, the rubber baton pointing straight at her nose.

huh?" The bald

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by, they wouldn't dare step forward. This group was too

the car," one of the lackeys knocked on the hood of the

There was a hint of defiance in her eyes, like a lazy cat under the sun, too unbothered

should we help you by

and smash it." Ophelia leaned

dismissive tone, the bald man furrowed

alleyway didn't

won't

it. I won't stop you." Ophelia shrugged, her clear eyes staring at them with an innocent look, like she was completely harmless. "Humph... that's what

was surprised at how unfazed she

it," she

fading. When she lifted her eyelids, it was like a devil who had traveled the world, a cold, calculating presence. "Smash it, huh?" Ophelia's voice was cold as ice as

man, who had been so arrogant just moments ago, couldn't help but swallow hard. A chill ran Meeting her gaze, down his spine, and goosebumps spread all over his body. "Smash

he realized he had been scared by a woman, a surge of embarrassment and anger rushed to his head. "Fine. Smash it," the bald man ordered, and his lackeys, who had only been planning to intimidate and extort some money, were caught off

hesitated, Ophelia pushed open the

it when you had the

could even process her words, Ophelia snatched the rubber baton from the bald

van.

Bang! Bang!

windows were shattered, and even the hood was destroyed. What had once been a fine vehicle wreck. was now nothing more than

upright, resting it on her wrist, and surveyed the

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of the car. What are you planning to do now?" she

the woman before him, not

are asking for it," the bald man spat

were no rules about

lackeys behind him

They were going to teach her a lesson, make

mid-air and accurately hit the bald man in

could react, Ophelia kicked him,

shock as the bald man flew at

crashed heavily into the van's sliding door, causing it to break off

them

dangerous, they didn't dare go any further. They all shrank back, too scared to

you guys better come at her. Damn it. Show her what's coming..." the bald man wheezed, clutching his chest,

men charged at her, throwing their weapons toward