Revenge Of The Jilted Bride (Ophelia)
Jilted Bride 101

Chapter 101

The Carnegie family released a statement on Monday, and the entire upper-class circle knew about it. Ophelia, who had severed ties with the Hastings family, was now the apple of the Carnegie family's eye. A reunion party was scheduled for two weeks later. Word had it that Theo valued Ophelia highly. Not only would she receive a portion of Carnegie Group's shares, but she'd also have the same inheritance rights as the grandsons, stirring envy from everyone.

For a time, the upper echelons buzzed with this gossip, though most of it was mocking the Hastings family.

Hastings Group was in dire straits. With year-end approaching, companies lined up to collect debts, and Owen was at wit's end. "Emily, sell off your shares immediately, and your wedding with Max must be pushed up."

Emily said, "Dad, just give me a little more time. I'm already in touch with Kenneth"

At this moment, Emily's phone rang. "Hello, is this Ms. Emily Hastings?"

Emily, on speakerphone, exchanged a glance with Owen. "Yes, this is she

The caller said, "This is Sinclair Group's CEO's office. Mr. Sinclair would like to meet you on Wednesday at 2 PM at the top floor of Sinclair Group building

Emily was so thrilled that she forgot to respond. It wasn't until Owen nudged her that she snapped out of it. "Yes, yes, of

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After hanging up, Emily was

was over the moon. "Dad, Kenneth asked to meet me. You heard it, right? This isn't a dream, is it?"

These past few days, Emily had pulled every string she could Shed heard that a former college classmate was working at Sinclair Group as an intern secretary in the CEO's office. She had sent her a ten-thousand-dollar handbag, and to her surprise, it worked. Owen's hope was reignited. If they could establish a connection with Sinclair Group, the Hastings family might not only survive but could also rise to become one of Dellanex's top aristocratic families. "Emily, you must look your best. Go ask Sophia what you need to prepare

"Mm. Emily could barely contain her excitement. That face had grown increasingly blurred in her memory, yet every time she thought of him, her heart fluttered.

Emily hadn't slept well for two nights because of her excitement. By Wednesday, faint dark circles had appeared under her eyes. She quickly grabbed Heather's beauty salon card and went for a facial.

When Emily stepped out, she ran into Ophelia, who was with Bethany. The two looked like mother and daughter as they headed for their treatments.

Emily thought, 'Ophelia, in a place like this? Jealousy gnawed at her. Why is Ophelia so lucky? How did she end up as Mr. Carnegie's foster granddaughter? She glared hatefully at Ophelia's retreating figure..

Suddenly, just as Ophelia was about to enter a room, she turned around. Emily's heart skipped a beat, and before she could. react, their eyes locked.

Panicking, Emily covered her face with her mask, spun around, and fled. She screamed inwardly, Ophelia, just you wait After today's meeting with Kenneth, who cares if you have Theo or the Carnegie family backing you? In front of Sinclair Group, they'd be insignificant.

Emily spent the entire morning carefully preparing, even styling her hair. In the afternoon, she arrived half an hour early at

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Sinclair Group building

Emily wore a light pink tweed suit, cream-colored ankle boots, and a matching fur coat. Her makeup made her look charming and innocent, turning heads as she walked by "Hello, Ini Emily Hastings. I have a two o'clock appointment, Emily said nervously, her heart beating faster.

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"This way, please. The lobby stall escorted Emily into the elevator, pressed the floor button, and stepped ou notifying the CEOs office. immediately.

As the elevator ascended, Emily's heartbeat quickened with each passing floor.

The doors opened when it finally reached the top, and another secretary awaited her. "Hello, Ms. Hastings, right? Please

follow me

Emily clutched her handbag nervously and followed the young secretary, her eyes darting uncontrollably like a naïve girl new to the world.

Sinclair Group lived up to its reputation as Heloria's top conglomerate. This entire floor belonged to Kenneth, and its minimalist yet grand design exuded power.

"Ms. Hastings, would you like something to drink? The secretary led her to the reception area.

"Anything is fine." Emily replied, sitting properly on the sofa. Once the secretary went to the break room, she finally allowed herself to openly take in her surroundings.

The reception area was circular, and through the floor-to-ceiling windows, it felt as if Emily were floating among the clouds, able to look down on everything below. Just being in this atmosphere stirred excitement within her.

The floor was tranquil. It seemed like not many people came up here regularly. Above the CEO's office was a loft designed. like a sky garden

When the secretary returned with coffee, Emily carefully asked, "Is that part of the CEO's office also?"

"That's Mr. Sinclair's private lounge, but ever since his leg injury, he rarely goes up there, the secretary added, perhaps a bit more talkative than usual.

Emily felt proud. She thought, I'm probably the only one who knows the truth about Kenneth's legs

There were still a few minutes until two o'clock when the secretary received a call. "Mr. Sinclair is done with his meeting. You

may go in now?

At this moment, Emily felt her heart leap into her throat

The secretary gestured for her to proceed, and Emily took a deep breath before following her into the office.

After six months, Emily was finally seeing the man who had consumed her thoughts day and night.

Kenneth was seated in a wheelchair, wearing a dark navy shirt with a subtle pattern, the top two buttons undone.

The moment Kenneth lifted his gaze, Emily felt her heart stop. His features were strikingly chiseled, and a commanding presence radiated from his sharp brow-he sat there like a deity

"Say it. What do you want?" Kenneth's voice was low and captivating. The kind of voice no woman could resist.

Emily took a deep breath and slowly exhaled, thinking Kenneth ndeed, had treated her more gently than before. With an innocent yet pitiful expression, she glanced at Kenneth's legs and said softly, "Mr. Sinclair, I'm not here to threaten you. I truly need your help 9% 60% Chapter 101

Emily lowered her head delicately, her voice sweet and pleading. "Hastings Group is in desperate need of funds for cash flow. It's a substantial amount, but Mr. Sinclair, as long as you're willing to help us through this crisis, III do anything you ask of me."

"Are you sure?" Kenneth tapped rhythmically on the armrest of his wheelchair, a faint, unreadable smile tugging at his lips.

Emily nodded eagerly. She had always known no man alive could resist a pure, innocent girl like her, not even Kenneth, who controlled Heloria's economic lifeblood.

"Mark. I need to speak with Ms. Hastings in private. Leave us," Kenneth instructed.

"Understood Mark promptly left the room.

As soon as Mark stepped outside, he saw the elevator doors to the top floor open, and Ophelia, in a gray coat, stepped out, carrying something in her hand. He hurried over to her. "Miss Spencer, what brings you here?" The nervousness in Mark's eyes didn't escape Ophelia's notice.