Revenge Of The Jilted Bride

Jilted Bride 282

Chapter 282

Eric's calm gaze was like that of a young wolf. Chloe looked up, meeting eyes that were as loyal as a faithful dog's, showing no hint of hostility.

Eric shrugged and pulled a piece of candy from his pocket with sincere expression. "Want some candy?"

Chloe shook her head, but Ophelia stretched out her hand, palm open. Eric expertly tossed the lollipop into her open palm.

Ophelia unwrapped the candy and put it in her mouth, the sweet taste spreading across her tongue, masking the metallic smell.

This hotel was no longer suitable to stay in. By morning, they needed to move to a more secure neighborhood. Eric had to remain to ensure the safety of Chloe and Wyatt.

She always felt trapped by an invisible net, slowly closing in on her.

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Meanwhile, in a Eurasian-style mansion. Outside, the roses were in full bloom. Inside, Phoebe sat with her legs together on a white Eurasian-style sofa, wearing a chiffon nightgown. Tonight was the night Emma was fated to die.

"Ms. Davidson, I hope your wishes come true." A maid said as she presented a bowl of bird's nest soup. Phoebe gladly accepted it, unable to suppress the smile on her lips.

Emma was dead. Once her plan was carried out, she would use Kenneth to create chaos within the Davidson family, allowing her to enjoy the benefits without getting involved directly.

She thought, 'So, Emma, you must be left without a resting place

must b

"Ms. Davidson..." a subordinate reported nervously.

"What's the matter? Can't you see Ms. Davidson is having her midnight snack?" The maid scolded.

The subordinate said, "Ms. Davidson, the ones we sent out earlier, they... they haven't come back."

"None of them returned?" Just by looking at her subordinate's

everywhere.

coffee cup, and it shattered instantly, the delicate ceramic

in a temper," said a pleasant and deep voice.

a bit as

a vintage black suit, with dark red rose patterns embroidered on the collar and cuffs, exuding an aristocratic

and shot a cold glance at the -shattered coffee cup on the floor.

bite when its master isn't around?" Jonathan's icy blue eyes looked at Phoebe without any warmth. Hearing this, Phoebe's nails unconsciously pressed into her

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I asked for? Didn't you say two months? How much time has passed now?" Jonathan sat in a single armchair. legs crossed, speaking as if having a casual chat. Only those beside him could sense the tension in the air. "Jonathan, just give me a little more time, very soon..." Phoebe hung her head, the arrogance she had shown

didn't even dare to breathe loudly. Everyone was aware of Jonathan's temper, which despite his gentlemanly facade,

Jonathan tilted his head to look at her, his voice pleasant but filled with a profound emptiness. Hearing it sent

a plan, Jonathan. Give

"Only two more days."

planned to join Scott for a

he trusted his interactions and judgments during this time. He believed Ophelia would never do anything to hurt him. Seeing that Scott hadn't changed much today, Ophelia didn't bring up

went out.

the basketball court, two girls even approached to

quietly chuckled when she saw the big guy on the court blush and scratch his head, glancing towards her in the

he came off the court, she teased him and asked, "Why didn't you give those two girls your number just

at my age, I

right." She wanted to ruffle Scott's hair, but he

a quick

"Okay."

still hadn't come out. The continuous sound of basketballs bouncing

It's the men's locker