Revenge Of The Jilted Bride

Chapter 353

The car stopped in front of the building of Sinclair Group.

Ophelia felt a bit sick. It happened every time she took a car driven by Ray.

She held back the nausea and got out of the car, looking a bit pale.

Ray said, "Mrs. Sinclair, you stayed up all night. How about taking a quick rest first? You'll need your energy to handle those cunning people later." Ray was a bit worried. After all, Ophelia didn't sleep at all during the flight.

"Elia, are you alright?" Eric asked, handing her a piece of candy.

Ophelia really needed it right now, so she quickly took the candy unwrapped it, and put it into her mouth.

The rich green apple flavor spread in her mouth, soothing the discomfort in her chest.

Ophelia said, "I'm fine. Let's go."

In the office on the top floor of Sinclair Group, the grayish decor looked particularly oppressive at night.

The lights were turned up bright as if it were daytime, with half the window reflecting the outside world and the other half mirroring the room.

"Why isn't Mr. Sinclair here yet, Mark?" asked a gray-haired but wrinkle-free middle-aged man.

He was dressed in a gray suit, sitting opposite the head seat, and reclining in his chair as if he owned the place.

"Humph... Mr. Joule, you've never been so eager to see Mr. Sinclair, so why the rush today?" Mark sneered slightly with a faint sardonic smile.

Everyone here today was an executive of Sinclair Group, along with a few shareholders who rarely appeared.

Kenneth used to forcibly have them under control with his strength, but now that he was not here, they didn't take Mark seriously at all. Hardy wore a friendly smile, and the lights reflected off his shiny forehead. Even though he wasn't speaking, people around him were discussing.

"Mark, you're not fooling us, are you? Mr. Sinclair hasn't returned yet, has he?"

strange that Mr. Sinclair hasn't

happened to Mr. Sinclair? If something did, our company would

"Indeed..."

AM

he was about to speak, the conference room door was pushed open

and said, "What is this supposed to mean? Mr. Sinclair sent a woman back to take charge?" Another one said, "Are

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room, and Ray shut the door behind her, locked it, and stood in front of the door

crowd took a glance and then dismissively looked

next to Ophelia. Though he wasn't quite confident, is

main seat and went through the documents as if she wasn't here to

her, stood up, casually glanced over Ophelia, and then

"Mark, what's the meaning of this? Didn't you say Mr. Sinclair was

she closed the file, tossed it onto the table, and looked up at Hardy. There was a coldness in

games with you,

adjusted the buttons on his suit

wouldn't

come back and handle this? If he does, do you think you can still sit here comfortably?" Ophelia said calmly. "If the issue can't be solved today, you all have to stay here." Hardy pursed his lips, raised an eyebrow,

"Humph. Young lady, you think you can stop

got up and walked

he said, "Move

as Hardy finished speaking, Ray

his head to look at Mark and said, "Mark, what's the meaning of this? Are you gonna lay hands on me? You just let this happen? Are you going to allow an unqualified woman to cause chaos here?" Mark said, "Mr. Joule, please watch your words. This is Mrs. Sinclair, Mr. Sinclair's legitimate wife. She owns half of the entire Sinclair Group. You think

girl sitting in the main

wonder she had the nerve, but I don't believe she would dare to