Revenge Of The Jilted Bride (Ophelia)
Jilted Bride 223

Chapter 223

"The Davidson family and the West family's feud? Ophelia thought.

82%

When the Davidson family was mentioned. Ophelia immediately thought of Phoebe and Jonathan. She didn't have a good impression of either of them.

Ophelia didn't consider Chloe a member of the Davidson family

Kenneth took her hand, and they continued walking forward.

It's an old grudge from the previous generation, but it ended up involving the younger one. Do you remember when I told you about it?

"Eighteen years ago, during the presidential election, the West family's two-year-old daughter was kidnapped with Mrs. West by their enemies. The kidnappers were from the Davidson family, Kenneth said.

"So, are you saying the West family's youngest daughter was killed by the Davidson family?" Ophelia asked.

That really deepened the grudge between the families.

Yes, the Davidson family's roots were also in Heloria back then. After the election, they fled to Yoskela. Over the years, they've been trying to stir things up again. So, from now on... be careful of the Davidson family, alright?" Kenneth ruffled her hair from behind and wrapped his arm around her shoulders.

"I'll be careful. Besides, I have you to protect me," Ophelia said.

Kenneth didn't respond. "Let's get in the car. Are we really going to walk all the way back?"

"We could just walk back. It'll be like a walk in the park," Ophelia said.

It was rare for them to have time together like this.

"Alright, let's walk back then," Kenneth said, his voice full of affection, holding Ophelia close, his gaze softer than the moonlight.

"The two of them continued walking down the road.

When they reached an uphill stretch, Kenneth crouched in front of her. Tll carry y you."

"Sure!" Ophelia said, excited.

He'd never carried her before.

Ophelia climbed onto his broad, warm back and wrapped her arms around his neck.

She pressed her cheek against his back, rubbing it affectionately like a little cat

Kenneth stood up, and Ophelia felt light as a feather. His back didn't seem burdened at all, though his entire body fel warmer with her presence. Kenneth's pace was slow as if he didn't want to reach the end of the road.

But unfortunately, every road has an end.

12:08 Sat, 23 Nov T

Chapter 223

82%

The next day, the roses at Rosewood Manor had bloomed, with clusters of pink buds swaying in the breeze among the green

branches

It was Monday, and Mark arrived early to report on work.

In the past, he had always reported to Kenneth, but now he was reporting to Ophelia.

Mark began. "The Gloomhaven Soccer Field area is going to be developed into a railway station. The project has been confirmed, and there will be a bidding meeting this morning at the Sunrise Hotel in Gloomhaven. The main focus is on evaluating a few listed companies to see who is capable of taking on the station project."

"Do we need to go too?" Mark was confused. Given Kenneth's personality, if Sinclair Group really wanted this project, they

ould simply ask directly.

There was no need to go through all these formalities.

Besides, taking on such a small project didn't hold much significance for Sinclair Group.

Ophelia looked up at Kenneth, who was seated at the main desk.

Kenneth wore a black shirt with two buttons undone at the collar, his legs crossed as he casually leaned back in his chair. holding a tablet in his hand. His long fingers slid across the screen, looking as if he was working seriously.

But in reality. Kenneth was playing a game, completely ignoring everything around him.

"Are you coming with me later?" Ophelia asked.

Kenneth had been very clingy lately, so Ophelia assumed he would come with her.

However. Kenneth paused for a moment, though briefly, and then gently shook his head. "I won't go. I'll wait for you at the

office.

Ophelia raised an eyebrow. She had expected him to accompany her.

"Huh? You want me to go with you?" Kenneth put down the tablet and lifted his eyelids, and his deep, enigmatic eyes were filled with an unreadable smile.

Ophelia knew that look all too well.

No profit, no motivation," she wondered.

It seemed like he was saying. "If you agree to a condition, I'll go with you."

As for what the condition was, Ophelia didn't need to think hard to know..

She wasn't about to let Kenneth get his way.

"It's a good thing you're not going. It'll be less noticeable if you stay behind. I'll try to get back early so we can have finch together," Ophelia said, standing up and wiping her mouth with a napkin. Ophelia went upstairs to change into a different outfit.

By the time she came downstairs, the car was ready, and Kenneth was still lounging in the living room, looking as relaxed as a cat basking in the sun, barely lifting an eyelid.

Tm leaving now. Bye, Ophelia said.

"Alright, be safe, Kenneth replied.

Chapter 223

Ophelia gave Kenneth an once-over, and there was nothing unusual about him.

She got into the car, and it drove away from Rosewood Manor.

Through the rearview mirror, Ophelia glanced at Mark, who was driving, and slowly spoke. "Have you found anything about what I asked you to look into?"

In the mirror, she could clearly see Mark furrowing his brow. "Uh... not yet."

It had already been a week.

Ophelia frowned.

Mark wasn't usually this inefficient, so it seemed like Kenneth had deliberately kept his trip abroad a secret, even Mark couldn't replace anything. "So, has Kenneth arranged any meetings today?" Ophelia asked.

"None. I don't think. Mr. Sinclair hasn't had any business engagements lately." Mark answered honestly. "All the work stuff, he's left it to you, right?"

"Is that all you know, just work?" Ophelia said, thinking, 'No wonder Mark doesn't have a girlfriend"

She felt concerned for Mark and was surprised that Kenneth seemed to have nothing but work in his life.

"Well, yes. Before Mr. Sinclair was with you, work was the only thing in his world, Mark said. He had been following Kenneth around overseas. Kenneth's world could be simple or complex, depending on how one looked at it.

Ophelia didn't feel like pursuing it further. If Kenneth wanted to keep something hidden, there was no way she could replace

out.

Just then, her phone vibrated twice.

It was a call from a number based in Milagia.

"Hello, this is Ronin. Do you remember me?" A pleasant voice came through the receiver.

Ophelia immediately pictured a face in her mind, the thing that stood out most was those amber eyes.

"I remember. Did something happen to Scott?" Ophelia asked.

"No, I just wanted to give you an update. Would it be right to add you so I can send you Scott's recovery progress over the past three months?

"He's showing signs of waking up, and in about two more months, he should be almost there," Ronin said.

"Thank you," Ophelia replied.

After a brief exchange of pleasantries, Ophelia accepted Ronin's friend reque

As soon as she did, a few pictures were sent to her.

In the photos, Scott's eyes were half-open, his brows and eyes clean and pure. But because he had been on nutrition shots. for so long, his chin had become sharp, and the hollows below his cheekbones were even more pronounced. It was heartbreaking to see.

12:08 Sat, 23 Nov T

Chapter 223

Ophelia: [Thank you, Dr. West.]

Ronin sent a smiling emoji in reply. [No problem. Are you with Mr. Sinclair?]

Ophelia: [No, why? Do you need him for something?]

Ronin: [No, nothing. He sent another emoji with his message.

Ophelia stared at the emoji, feeling a little odd.

It seemed like Ronin had something to say but was holding back.

82%

The car drove to Gloomhaven, not far from the production team, and Ophelia hadn't seen Kevin and the others for a while.

Rex sent Ophelia messages every day, asking her to visit the production team.

Ophelia planned to go see them if she finished early.

At the hotel entrance, Cody had already arrived early, holding a set of documents.

Though SN Estate was still in its early stages and hadn't yet taken on projects from the political circles, they would surely be dealing with them in the future. So, Ophelia had asked Cody to come along to learn.

The three of them took the elevator to the fourth floor.

"Ms. Spencer, our seats are in the front row. I'll be right back after I use the restroom, you two go ahead," Mark said, giving them instructions.

"Alright," Ophelia replied as she followed Cody into the conference hall.