Revenge Of The Jilted Bride (Ophelia)

Chapter 112

Seeing that Ophelia didn't hang up right away, Heather quickly said, "Let's meet in person. I'm afraid I won't explain everything clearly over the phone

Coincidentally. Ophelia wanted to clear a few things up. Just breause the blood types didn't match didn't entirely rule out everything. "Alright."

Heather said, "I'll book a restaurant for tonight. I'll send you the location later. Be there by eight."

Ophelia lowered her eyes. Something about Heather's tone felt off, but she couldn't quite put her finger on it. After hanging up, she went downstairs, only to find Kenneth was already gone. Lisa said. "Miss Spencer, you're awake. Mr. Sinclair left early this morning, without even having breakfast

Ophelia thought, Skipping meals is no good at all. She glanced at the time. It was already noon. "Is lunch ready? I'll take it to him

"It's almost done, Lisa said as she turned back into the kitchen, keeping a close eye on the chef as he finished preparing the

food.

Once everything was packed neatly in a thermal bag, Lisa handed it over. "Make sure you eat with him. Both of you are so busy. Skipping meals can really mess up your stomach." Thanks, Lisa," Ophelia smiled as she put on her coat and walked out of Rosewood Manor carrying the bag.

A black SUV was parked out front, the same model as Kenneth's

When the man inside spotted Ophelia, he jumped out of the car Mrs. Sinclair, Mr. Sinclair instructed Barrett and me to drive you wherever you need to go these next few days" Ophelia glanced at the man beside Caleb-broad-shouldered, built like a bear. She thought. He looks familiar. I must have seen him before, but we've never actually spoken Caleb opened the back door for her. "Mrs. Sinclair, after you"

Ophelia thought, 'Alright, my car is in for a wash and repairs anyway. I don't need to bother calling a cab

The car started, and warm air filled the cabin. Ophelia considered taking off her scarf but decided against it. Instead, she opened the window for some fresh air. She made a mental note to buy a few turtleneck sweaters soon.

"Mrs. Sinclair, where to Caleb asked. "The studio or Silverline Media?"

"Sinclair Group." Ophelia replied.

Caleb's face remained stoic, not showing the slightest hint of emotion. He glanced at the rearview mirrge- to check on Ophelia in the backseat but noticed nothing unusual. He thought 'Mr. Sinclair had instructed us to follow Mrs. Sinclair's orders. Everything should have been taken care of by now!

They passed the central hospital as the car headed toward the Sinclair Group. A sudden thought flashed through Ophelia's mind. Chloe had texted me, saying she hadn't seen Eric near the hospital.

He was already injured and still wearing a hospital gown. No matter how skilled he was at avoiding surveillance, he was unlikely to slip past all the doctors and nurses. He couldn't have moved far with his condition, and even the hospital's nearby cameras hadn't picked him up. Something doesn't add up.

There aren't many people who could make someone disappear without a trace from a hospital. Kennell... Around him, my mind always seemed to slow down. How had I only just pieced this together? Chapter 112

Caleb said, "Mrs. Sinclair, regarding the other day, it was our fault for not protecting you properly. Thank you for telling Mr. Sinclair that you ditched us on purpose. If it weren't for that-

Ophelia cut Caleb off, saying, "Save your words. Tell me where Eric is if you really want to make it up to me."

Caleb exchanged a quick glance with Barrett in the passenger seat. "Mrs. Sinclair, what are you talking about? Who's Eric?"

Ophelia replied, "Are you really going to play dumb with me? Kenneth isn't at the company, is he? Even if I go there, I won't see him. If you won't tell me, then take me to him."

Caleb glanced at Ophelia through the mirror, realizing he had underestimated her.

Suddenly, a knife pressed lightly against Caleb's neck.

"I won't hurt you. But this way, you'll have something to tell Kenneth," Ophelia said calmly.

Caleb gave a nervous chuckle, and just as Barrett moved to alert others, Ophelia swiftly snatched his phone. Tll say this one more time. Take me to Kenneth. He told you to follow my orders, didn't he?"

Ophelia kept the knife against Caleb's neck, leaving him no choice but to turn the car around and head in a different direction.

After winding through the roads, the car finally arrived at a secluded seaside villa on a peninsula. The surroundings were breathtaking. The lush greenery gave the place an air of paradise.

Ophelia sheathed her knife and placed it back where it belonged. As soon as the vehicle came to a stop, she leaped out.

It was broad daylight, and the house had heavy curtains drawn. This gave Ophelia a sinking feeling, so she hurried forward. Several bodyguards moved to block Ophelia's path, but they all stepped aside when they saw Caleb and Barrett. They figured the woman must be the infamous Mrs. Sinclair they'd heard about.

Two rows of bodyguards lined the villa's entrance. Ophelia strained to see inside but couldn't make out anything through the windows-just the faint, unsettling scent of blood in the air. "Honey, I've brought you lunch, she called out loudly

The bodyguards looked at each other in confusion. Just then, a middle-aged man with a thick beard emerged from inside, smiling as he approached.

Ophelia recognized him immediately. He was the one leading the operation at Avalon Port Dock that day.

Ray's

said, "Mrs. Sinclair, Mr. Sinclair has already returned to the company"

"Is that so? Then how about letting me take a quick tour inside? Ophelia smiled, knowing full well that Ray was only here to stall her. Yet, there was little she could do.

Ray gave a courteous smile. "My apologies, Mrs. Sinclair, but we're handling some sensitive matters here at the moment. I wouldn't want to frighten you."

Ophelia's smile deepened. "Be a lamb and hold this for me. It's lunch for Kenneth."

As soon as Ray took the bag, Ophelia kicked his chest fiercely. Despite his towering-frame, over six feet tall, the force of her blow sent him stumbling backward several steps. The bodyguards, startled, instinctively moved to intervene, but realizing she was the boss' wife, they hesitated.

While they stood frozen, Ophelia wasted no time. She darted forward, knocking down several guards on her way inside..

The moment Ophelia stepped into the living room, an overwhelming stench of blood assaulted her senses.

Ophelia had thought she could handle it, but as she saw two corpses on the floor, with several severed fingers scattered 2/3

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