Revenge Of The Jilted Bride

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"Mr. Sinclair has indeed been handling matters at Death Guild these past few days and hasn't left Death Guild, Mrs. Sinclair. Perhaps you're just overthinking?" Ray reported truthfully. Ophelia nodded, her gaze falling on Eric. Their eyes met, and Eric slightly lowered his eyelids.

Ray was telling the truth.

"Maybe," Ophelia replied softly.

She truly hoped that she was simply overreacting.

The car pulled up to the gates of Carnegie Villa.

After Ophelia had accidentally damaged the ornate gates of Carnegie Villa, Theo had indeed wasted no time in having them torn down.

The car entered the estate, and Gerald was already waiting at the gate, ready to open the door for Ophelia.

"Ms. Spencer, Mr. Carnegie has set up the chessboard in the backyard and is waiting for you," said Gerald.

"Alright," Ophelia said, following Gerald as he led her to the backyard.

The backyard of Carnegie Villa was large and meticulously maintained, with every tree and plant carefully tended to.

It was spring, and the surrounding area was filled with vibrant life.

Theo, wearing a comfortable, lightweight brown outfit with a plaid vest over it, his graying hair neatly styled, sat confidently in the pavilion waiting for her.

"Ophelia, you've finally arrived! Come and take a seat. Let's see how I win today." Theo's competitive spirit was evident.

"Alright, but no take-backs," Ophelia said, sitting down opposite him, holding the white pieces.

Gerald wheeled over a cart with snacks, desserts, coffee, and water, all placed beside Ophelia

"I noticed you liked these last time during Christmas, so I had them prepared for you. Go ahead, and try them," Theo said.

"Thank you," Ophelia replied, picking up a piece of matcha cake. As she waited for Theo to make his move, she took a couple of bites.

The two chatted for a while about work. Ophelia didn't bring up any topics on her own. She simply answered whatever Theo asked.

to her that

drive over, the vast estate had seemed empty, lacking the

Finlay couldn't always be by

people had their own lives to live and little time to spend with

recognized him as a grandfather, regardless of her motives, Ophelia still

an interest in the Westiend Railway Station project? Is

asked, a bit impressed by Theo. Even while at home,

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know everything

happened to hear it from Bethany,

was also the

a sip. "Next week is the final review. Do you want me to put in a good word with the Huxley

on the chessboard, knowing that she and the Huxley family

the project to me? I'm not so sure," she

his brow, sensing the doubt in

Don't trust me?"

the Huxley family isn't being run by Mr. Huxley anymore. Even if you put in a good word, it might not be effective. Why bother?" Ophelia explained. Besides,

Westiend Railway Station project. The project wasn't particularly lucrative, so why was the Huxley family so

the doubt in her eyes. He explained, "The Huxley family isn't

internationally. "Zayn's never been content with just that. He's been eyeing the real estate sector for a while. Even if the profits aren't much, he wants to grab a political project. With the support of the political circles, his future

nodded and took a

fiercely for dominance. The fact that the Huxley family had emerged victorious in that struggle and had been able to coexist alongside the Sinclair family spoke volumes about their capabilities. Zayn's ambition far exceeded that of his

in thought, Ophelia's piece was once again captured by Theo. "Ophelia, it looks like you're

Even though Theo had captured a key piece, she stayed calm and composed, moving

smaller benefits. Winning wasn't about capturing the most pieces. It was about the overall victory. The chessboard,

seemed the Westiend Railway Station project was

this small victory

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reluctant, there was no