Revenge Of The Jilted Bride (Ophelia)
Jilted Bride 120

Chapter 120

Marcus stood in front of Nathan, hands casually tucked into his pockets.

Nathan clenched his fists tightly, having never been humiliated like this in his entire life. In a burst of rage, he grabbed Marcus by the collar, but before he could swing his fist, the club's bodyguards rushed in and restrained him "No money and you still dare show up here! Beat him. Then throw him to the cops," the manager barked. At his command, the bodyguards sprang into action, pinning Nathan to the ground and mercilessly punching and kicking him. Marcus straightened his tie, spat at Nathan, who was lying on the floor, and sneered, "You think you can take me on? You can't even afford the hospital bill, and I'll make sure you rot in jail for years"

"Ugh. Each punch landed with a thud, and Nathan could only huddle in defense, powerless to fight back

"Yes, yes. I'm sorry, Mr. Huxley. Please don't stoop to his level. It's beneath you. Tonight's expenses are on me. The manager hurriedly apologized to Marcus, bowing obsequiously. He then rushed to escort him out of the VIP room. By early morning, a bruised and battered Nathan was left outside the police station. From there, he called Heather.

"Scoil, whardo we do now? Nathan's been taken to the police. They're saying he didn't pay his bill, and the amount is huge. We're on the hook for the money Heather clutched the phone, panicked and at a loss. Heather and Scott were holed up in a chain hotel, far from luxury.

Scott, meanwhile, was desperately trying to borrow money from his friends to cover Owen's surgery costs, but now this new disaster had struck.

Heather said. "Maybe we should go ask Ophelia for help."

Scott replied, "Ophelia? Mom, how can you even say that? You're the one who said she's not part of the Hastings family anymore. And now, when we're in trouble, you suddenly remember she's your daughter?" Guilt flickered in Heather's eyes. "So what? I gave birth to her. She owes me. If it weren't for us pulling her out of that slum. she wouldn't be where she is today. If you won't go, I will."

Scott said, Just leave her alone, okay? You never treated her well when she was with us, and now you have no shame to ask her for help?"

Heather slapped Scott on the face. "I gave birth to you, too, so you owe me. How dare you call me shameless? How did I end up with such an ungrateful son?" Then, she stormed out of the room.

Scott stood frozen, five red finger marks on his cheek. After a moment, he turned and hesitated before finally dialing Ophelia's number.

At Rosewood Manor, Ophelia was in the n

middle of breakfast when she saw Scott's call flash on her phone screen. She was unsure whether to pick up.

"Answer it if you want, Kenneth teased, noticing Ophelia's conflicted look. He reached for a wet napkin, gently wiping her hands, which were busy peeling a boiled egg, before taking the half-peeled egg from her and finishing the task for her. Ophelia answered the call but didn't speak

On the other end, Scott froze briefly before awkwardly saying. "Ophelia, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have called. I just wanted to give you a heads-up. Mom left a little while ago. She said she's coming to you. I don't want her to cause you any trouble. "There's been so much going on at home these past few days. Please don't get upset if Mom says anything harsh to you." 12:50 Wed, Nov 13

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Scott's youthful and unsure yoice softened Ophelia's heart for a moment. "Thank you for the warning. Is there anything

"No...nothing else," Scott replied.

After hanging up, Ophelia found a freshly peeled egg placed on her plate.

Kenneth wiped his hands casually. Ophelia's gaze lingered on his hands, tracing the elegant lines of his fingers. She thought, Now he's at the helm of the conglomerate, and he even has the me to eat breakfast with me!

Just a few days ago, Ophelia mentioned a craving for boiled eggs Every morning since then, they'd appeared on the table without fail.

"The Carnegie family's acknowledgment party is set for tomorrow night. Are you planning to go?" Ophelia asked, nibbling

.on

the egg

Kenneth glanced at Ophelia out of the corner of his eye. "Do you want me to go?"

Ophelia replied. "It's up to you, but I bet Mr. Theo would be thrilled if you did."

"Hmph, that old man. He's already gotten what he wanted, and now he expects more," Kenneth said.

Ophelia raised an eyebrow. She thought, Wasn't Kenneth the one who let Theo do what he wanted in the first place Back then. I had only agreed because I feared causing Kenneth trouble, but who knew Kenneth would deal with the Sinclair family so swiftly After breakfast, Kenneth left for the consortium. As soon as he was gone, Heather showed up.

"Mrs. Sinclair, there's a woman outside claiming to be your mother. How would you like to handle this?" the maid asked.

Let her in, Ophelia said.

"Yes, ma'am," the maid replied.

It was Heather's first time entering Rosewood Manor. It appeared to be a simple villa from the outside, but once inside, she realized the decor was understated yet undeniably luxurious. Heather's demeanor was entirely different now-gone were the days of her regal elegance. She looked disheveled like she hadn't washed her hair in days.

The moment Heather saw Ophelia, she couldn't hold back her tears. "Elia, you've probably heard about the mess with the Hastings family by now, haven't you? Your heartless father. It turns out Harry and Emily are both his illegitimate children from some affair. I never imagined he'd deceive me for so many years."

At this point, Heather lowered her head and sobbed quietly as if she were so broken, "Now, I only have you. Thank goodness you married into Rosewood Manor, or you'd be caught up in this mess. Your father's lying in the hospital, and the surgery costs around 200 thousand dollars. No matter what kind of man he is, he's still your father. So, what do you think...

Ophelia kept a soft, distant smile. Harry, being Owen's illegitimate child, was something she hadn't expected. No wonder Harry and Nathan, supposedly twins, looked nothing alike.

Ophelia said, "Mrs. Hastings, I can cover the money, but I have one question for you. You need to answer me truthfully."

"You go ahead and ask. Heather quickly dried her tears the moment she heard the mention of money.

Ophelia asked, "Am I really your daughter?"

Heather's gaze faltered at Ophelia's words, avoiding her eyes. "Of course you are. I carried you for ten months. You're my daughter."

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Ophelia sneered inwardly, Hold-faced lies. She pushed a paternity test result to Heather.

Heather took a look at the paper. The conclusion was unmistakable: [No biological relation] Her heart skipped a beat. She couldn't afford to admit the truth, not when she still needed Ophelia.

Heather was about to deny it when Ophelia's calm voice cut through. "If you tell me the truth. I'll give you the money. But if you continue lying. I'm afraid you'll have to go without."

Heather tightened her grip on the cloth bag she held at Ophelia's words, her thoughts racing. Then, she said, "Elia, even if you're not my biological daughter, think about it. We rescued you from that slum and arranged your marriage into Rosewood Manor. We weren't unfair to you, were we? In the six months you were with us, we never mistreated you, right?"

'Never mistreated Ophelia sneered inwardly. Those words rangeerily familiar.

Ophelia had already suspected this truth long ago, but her obsession in her previous life made her want to hear Heather admit it aloud. The Hastings family had only taken her in for their own benefit.

Ophelia stood and calmly walked upstairs. When she returned, she held a brown paper envelope filled with cash.

The moment Heather saw the money, she straightened her posture.

Ophelia said. "I'm grateful to the Hastings family for arranging this marriage for me. Here's 70 thousand dollars as-"

"Seventy thousand dollars? That's not nearly enough, Heather exclaimed.

Heather's greed was no surprise to Ophelia. Weighing the envelope in her hand, Ophelia remarked, "Mrs. Hastings, have your ever considered that, since Harry is Owen and Sophia's illegitimate child, would Owen be unfair to Sophia over the years? Perhaps, somewhere you're unaware of, Sophia is living a carefree life with the daughter you have raised."

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