Revenge Of The Jilted Bride (Ophelia)
Jilted Bride 246

Chapter 246

Kenneth casually glanced over in that direction, but his brow furrowed suddenly.

A thought sprang into his mind.

These two really did look like a father and son.

This idea seemed to explain a few things. 'Could it be that when Noah came to Dellanex with me years ago, the person he was looking for was Chloe?' Kenneth thought.

But as Kenneth pondered, he felt that it didn't make sense.

Noah five years ago wouldn't have done something like that.

Yet, Kenneth still couldn't shake the feeling that something wasn't right.

He turned his gaze back to the pair, the large and small figures, his deep eyes seeming to ponder something.

In a large private room at a club, some people were playing billiards, others were singing, and there were even a few playing board games and enjoying other activities.

Ophelia and Chloe were seated at a relatively quiet bar area, sipping their drinks while watching the others have fun.

"Excuse me, are you the ones who ordered the drinks?" the server asked.

"Yes," Chloe replied.

The young

male server, wearing a white shirt and black vest, placed the drinks on the bar. "Enjoy it."

He turned to leave, but as he picked up his tray, his eyes flicked toward Ophelia, his expression lighting up.

"Hey? It's you! What a coincidence," he said.

Ophelia turned to look in the direction of the voice. The guy seemed familiar, and after thinking for a while, she finally connected him to the scruffy owner of the Electronics Market.

"You... working part-time here?" Ophelia raised an eyebrow, impressed by his work ethic.

After shedding his scruffy appearance, the guy looked well-groomed with fine features and smooth skin.

Keith began. "Hey... business has been tough lately. I've got to make ends meet. By the way, here's my business card. You can just call me Keith. If you ever need plumbing, lock-picking, or... wait. I misspoke... "Lock opening, moving, and stuff like that... just call me. I'll give you the friends and family rate. Add me on WhatsApp, and I'm available 24/7."

'Looks like he knows a lot,' Ophelia mused.

She accepted the card with a polite smile.

Keith smiled back and left the room, tray in hand.

Ophelia glanced at the card in her hand, which resembled a little flyer, and explained to Chloe, "He's the owner of a stall in Electronics Market, where he sells all sorts of weird eavesdropping devices, pinhole cameras, and the like." 1/4

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Ophelia had been there a couple of times, so she at least recognized him.

She looked at the phone number printed on the card, with a QR code beside it.

She scanned it with her phone, and an add-friend page popped up.

She didn't expect his nickname to be Adult Products Manufacturer Direct Sales.

Ophelia froze for a moment, quickly tapping a couple of times to exit the page and tossing the business card aside.

'How many part-time jobs does Keith actually have?' Ophelia wondered.

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Chloe, however, had been watching Keith leave and didn't notice Ophelia's reaction. A hint of wariness flickered in her deep blue eyes.

"You should avoid from him now on," she advised.

"Okay." Ophelia didn't ask for further explanation. She wasn't interested in getting involved with people she wasn't familiar with.

It was almost ten o'clock.

Ophelia decided it was time to leave with Chloe.

Tomorrow morning, Ophelia would give everyone a half-day off, and in the afternoon, they would have to fully dive into the development of the Westiend Railway Station. "Wow..."

"Yeah."

"Thank you, Ms. Spencer..."

Once they were outside the club, Ophelia looked up and saw Kenneth's imposing black SUV parked by the side of the road.

Kenneth was standing beside the car, wearing a black cap, his hands tucked into the pockets of his suit pants, his tall and slender figure standing with poise.

The warm yellow streetlight illuminated his chiseled jawline, casting a small shadow on the side of his nose. Just by standing there, his presence created a striking sight.

Ophelia was about to walk over when the rear door of the car opened. Noah, wearing a round-neck knit sweater, stepped out. His handsome face wore a smile, which contrasted sharply with his sharp and serious features. Noah leaned forward at the car door, expertly lifting Wyatt out of the car with one arm, holding him to his side while waving at Chloe with the other hand.

"Hey. We're here to take you home," Noah said.

Chloe's heart skipped a beat, and she furrowed her brows, clearly displeased that Wyatt was out this late. She was even more upset by his words.

I-I don't need him to take me home... Chloe thought.

Chloe glanced at Ophelia beside her, then looked up at Kenneth a wave of anxiety washing over her.

Just as Chloe was about to step forward, a blinding light suddenly flashed across her vision.

A gray car from across the street seemed to be speeding like crazy, crashing through the median barrier and heading

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straight toward them.

The car was going so fast that in just a second or two, it was right in front of them.

Chloe had just taken a step forward, and before she could react, she quickly pivoted and pushed Ophelia aside.

"Chloc..." Ophelia shouted.

Bang! A loud crash sounded.

Ophelia staggered a few steps, and two strong arms quickly steadied her, pulling her into a tight embrace. Kenneth's cold, sharp gaze landed on the gray car.

The car had crashed into the greenbelt, the hood was lifted, and thick smoke billowed from the front of the car. Things had happened so suddenly. By the time Ophelia reacted she immediately ran toward the crash site. "Chloe..." Ophelia muttered urgently.

Chloe's face had turned pale, her heart racing so violently it felt like it might burst out of her throat. Still stunned, she was held firmly in someone's arms.

"Chloe, are you hurt?" Ophelia asked, her expression just as grim, her eyes scanning Chloe up and down carefully.

Chloe straightened her hair and shook her head, still not fully processing the shock.

"Mommy, are you okay?" Wyatt ran over.

Seeing Wyatt made Chloe finally realize how close she had come to losing her life, and fear began to take hold of her. Chloe knelt down and hugged Wyatt tightly, her heartbeat slowing down with effort. "It's okay... I'm fine..." she murmured.

Ophelia let out a long sigh of relief, her cold eyes finally turning toward the out-of-control gray car.

"Damn it, you... you guys can't even look at me?" Noah groaned in pain, his thick eyebrows knitted together as he lay sprawled on the asphalt. "No one cares about me..."

Only then did everyone's attention shift to the person on the ground.

Noah's foot was still trapped under the wheel of the car, and he couldn't move at all.

Kenneth's eyes narrowed, and without needing to speak, his bodyguards immediately acted, quickly moving Noah's foot out from under the car and rushing him to the hospital. "Elia, you handle things here. I'll go to the hospital with them," Chloe said, holding Wyatt, and followed the group to the car, heading to the hospital.

Kenneth and Ophelia stayed behind.

The car door of the gray car was severely deformed, and the driver inside had suffered a head injury, unconscious and bleeding.

As the other car door opened, a strong stench of alcohol wafted out from inside.

"This guy was drinking. Could it be drunk driving?" Ray speculated.

"It might not be that simple, Ophelia said darkly, exchanging a glance with Kenneth. Both of them could see the suspicion in each other's eyes about this situation.

On the second floor of the club, Keith received a phone call in the glass corridor, just in time to witness the scene. He gasped, shaken by what he saw.

"This is terrifying... he wondered.

"Wait... Why does that person look so familiar?" Keith said to himself.

Wait a minute... I've finally found him,' Keith thought.