Revenge Of The Jilted Bride

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Chapter 349

The heavy iron door of the dungeon clattered loudly.

Phoebe kept pounding it again and again, her voice hoarse. "I want to see my father. I want to see my father."

The two bodyguards on duty immediately reported the situation to Fiona. Before Chloe left, she instructed that Phoebe be watched closely to prevent any mistakes.

When Phoebe saw Fiona, a murderous glint flashed in her eyes, but her expression quickly softened. She held onto the iron door pitifully, trying to reach out to grab Fiona but pulled her hands back, tears filling her eyes. She begged, "Fiona, please let me out, okay? I was just confused for a moment. Look at me. I've already been punished. Can you forgive me?"

Fiona frowned as she walked forward, looking at Phoebe. Her outstretched hand was dirty with grime under her nails, her clothes were torn, and there were scratches on her arms.

She was truly different from before, hardly better than a beggar on the street.

Fiona replied, "It's not about whether I forgive you or not now." Her forgiveness was pointless.

Phoebe said, "I know, but you've always been by my dad's side, assisting Jonathan and Emma. Could you tell my dad about my situation? I have something important to tell him. I'm begging you, I'll kneel to you." As she spoke, Phoebe knelt on the ground, bowing her head repeatedly to Fiona, making her forehead red.

Seeing Phoebe like this, Fiona felt a twinge of compassion, thinking, 'Since things are like this now, she seems to pose no threat. She's probably reaching out to Mr. Davidson just to save herself! After all, Phoebe used to be very kind to her when they were together.

"I'll let him know," Fiona said.

"Can I talk to my dad?" Phoebe pleaded, a large red bump on her forehead, looking at Fiona with innocent eyes. She couldn't wait any longer.

"Alright," Fiona sighed and called Cheney, the head of the Davidson family. "Mr. Davidson, Ms. Phoebe Davidson would like to speak with you."

Phoebe couldn't hear what was said on the other end, but soon, Fiona handed her the phone.

With trembling hands, she took the phone and blurted out in a hoarse, choked voice, "Dad, someone might be trying to ruin your chance. Emma got my DNA sample."

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expected, Cheney's eyes sharpened behind his glasses. "Who did you say

Phoebe started to explain, but

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Davidson." Fiona

on the other end of the phone was cold, "Have you

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phone to

let her speak to Mr. Davidson.

understanding appeared in Phoebe's eyes. She had guessed correctly after

her cheeks. Her voice was choked with sobs. "Dad, I did something wrong before and

me, and my life belongs to you. If you want me to die today, I'll have no reason

If I die, I can't help you. I am

you back. Also, what's

not really sure. Emma came to take it with some

sound in response, feeling the

chair, tightly holding Kenneth's hands, her head resting

on twice. No one

deep breath and quietly snuck into the hospital room like

peacefully, he let out a sigh of relief. It seemed like the sleeping pills he slipped

the past few days. She really

hardly daring to breathe. Seeing her sleeping soundly, he felt an incredible sense of

his head, he hoped Ophelia was his sister, so he