Revenge Of The Jilted Bride (Ophelia)
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Seeing the change in Heather's expression, Ophelia remained emotionless. "And what about you

around, begging people to save a heartless man. Is it worth it?"

Ophelia's words hit Heather, where it hurt the most.

You're still running

Ophelia added. "I heard Owen had a brain hemorrhage, right? Even if he survives, he could be paralyzed, and you'd be stuck taking care of him. Are you willing to drag yourself down with a man like that? You don't believe Owen will rise from the ashes, do you?" Ophelia laughed as she placed the thick envelope in front of Heather.

"But.. but Nathan, he's still in the police station. We owe over 50 thousand dollars in compensation, Heather said. She thought, I can leave my husband to fend for himself, but what about my son?

Ophelia said, "Oh, so you want to use this money to bail him out so he can cause more trouble for you? Fine by me. After all, you've spent your whole life living for others. It's your money. Use it as you like. After today, we're strangers."

"Don't say that. Elia. We're still mother and daughter. You have to help me think of something. Heather sat there, surprisingly not reaching for the money right away. Instead, she looked at Ophelia with pleading eyes.

Ever since everything fell apart, Heather had lost all direction. She used to rely on Owen for everything, but after what he did to her, she couldn't just let it go.

Ophelia said. "You're giving me too much credit. How exactly am I supposed to help? You're Owen's legal wife. Everything he bought for that mistress was with your joint assets. You have every right to take it all back. But I'm just an outsider. I can't do that for you Ophelia smiled slightly. Her face, already pure and harmless, seemed even more gentle, without a trace of malice. She turned and headed upstairs, not immediately telling Lisa to see Heather out but giving Heather time to think.

Lisa poured Heather a glass of water and sighed regretfully, "If it were me, not only would I refuse to save such a man, but I'd also take back everything he ever gave that mistress. You can't just raise someone else's kids for all these years for nothing. right? "Once you get the house and the car back, you should enjoy the rest of your life. Wouldn't that be so much better? At the end of the day, you've got to look out for yourself."

Heather's eyes lit up at Lisa's words as she thought about her life over the past few days and the seized Hastings Villa. 'There's no way I'll save Owen. Why should I save him just so he can reunite with that tramp Sophia and the children I raised for them! Dream on! Why should I suffer just to make life easier for Sophia?

Heather quickly grabbed the envelope off the table, glanced at the amount, and stuffed it all into her bag. With this money, she could sue Sophia and reclaim the marital assets that were rightfully hers and Owen's.

A few minutes later, Ophelia saw Heather leaving Rosewood Maper through the second-floor floor-to-ceiling window. She sent Caleb a message: [Caleb, have someone follow her. Whatever she does, lend her a hand

'Lend her a hand? Caleb mulled over those four words before replying: [Understood.]

Sophia was in her villa, located in a quiet, upscale villa complex when she received a call from the hospital. "Who? I'm not his wife. Why are you calling me? Sorry, I have no obligation here. Goodbye" She hung up without hesitation.

With Hastings Group gone, Sophia had to plan her next move. She contacted her lawyer to inquire about Harry's case.

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The lawyer said, "Ms. Carter, this case is deeply entangled, and Harry is the primary liable party. All the property owners are demanding refunds, which amount to a massive sum. Even if Hastings Group were liquidated, it wouldn't be enough to cover the costs. "Given the nature of this situation, it's now considered criminal fraud, with false transactions and breach of contract. You should prepare yourself for the possibility of Harry's life imprisonment."

Sophia asked. "Is there no other way to resolve this?"

The lawyer replied. "There is, but you'd need to shift all the blame onto someone else, for instance, the chairman. But we'd need evidence to support that"

Sophia understood the lawyer's suggestion-everything had to be pinned on Owen. After all, a half-dead man wouldn't be able to say much to the police. "Proceed then"

No sooner had Sophia hung up than Emily stormed down from upstairs. She marched up to Sophia. "Did you do what I asked? I want revenge. I want to kill Ophelia."

Sophia slapped Emily in the face. "Is this how Heather raised you? Yelling at your elders like that? Where are your manners?"

Emily was stunned by the slap, covering her face as she turned her head in disbelief toward Sophia. "How had she changed so much?" she wondered.

Sophia, seated on the couch, lit a slim cigarette and exhaled a cloud of smoke. "You'd better behave and stay away from Ophelia. After tomorrow night, she'll be the heiress of the Carnegie family. If you cause any more trouble, don't expect me to help you." Emily's chest heaved with a mix of anger and hurt. Covering her face, she rushed out of the room.

Sophia watched Emily run away and didn't bother stopping Emily. Her priority was saving her only son. As for Emily, she could fend for herself. Crushing the cigarette bult into the ashtray, Sophia looked up as a muscular young man in his Twenties walked in. "Ms. Carter, it's been days since you last called me"

Sophia's eyes flickered with a seductive glint as she beckoned hith with a finger curl.

The man strode over, scooped Sophia up effortlessly from the couch, and carried her into the bedroom.

The next day, at Paraler Shopping Center, Bethany linked arms with Ophelia as they walked into a luxury haute couture store. Bethany had ordered a gown for Ophelia a while back, and they were here to pick it up.

The store assistant said, "Mrs. Carnegie, you've arrived. Please, have a seat, and I'll bring out the dresses right away."

Within moments, several gowns of various styles were laid out before Ophelia.

Bethany said, "I took a liking to a few extra designs the other day and figured they'd look stunning on you. They weren't that expensive, so I had them custom-made in your size. Try them on and choose whichever you want to wear tonight."

Ophelia was speechless. When she'd measured for the gown, she had no idea what dress suited for the acknowledgment party, so she left it all to Bethany. She hadn't expected Bethany to order so many. Ophelia thought, "These gowns are each worth at least a hundred thousand dollars, and Bethany calls that "not expensive"?"

Now, Ophelia was genuinely curious just how wealthy the Carnegie family was. Thirty million dollars as pocket money and seven or eight custom-made gowns in one go-this was luxury on another level.

Bethany chuckled, "You don't know this, but I've always wanted a daughter. Unfortunately, I ended up with two unruly boys. so I never got to pick out dresses for a daughter. Now that I finally have the chance, I'm indulging myself

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'Uh...there is really no arguing

"that Ophelia thought.

With Bethany's eager eyes watching her, Ophelia tried on each of the gowns one by one.

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