Revenge Of The Jilted Bride (Ophelia)
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Zayn said, "Yeah, since you both know each other and have such a good relationship, I feel relieved handing Huxley Fashion over to you two in the future." Ophelia gave a slight smile, glancing at Zayn's fake expression, like someone who had gotten the upper hand.

She realized why the Huxley family had been dragging their feet the past few days. So that's what it was.

She glanced again at Phoebe. And Phoebe didn't mention the previous topic at all, acting as if nothing had happened.

Zayn made a few more fake polite remarks. One after another, many big names from the political scene arrived in the banquet hall.

These people were very conscious of their image, so they either brought their wives or their darling daughters, but never other female companions. "Mr. Louis, long time no see! You're looking younger...

"Mr. Duncan, didn't expect you to come over personally..."

Listening to these people exchange pleasantries, Ophelia got a basic understanding of their roles and followed Finlay to greet them one by one. Particularly, Trent Louis, the head of City Construction, was someone many real estate developers were eager to establish good relations with. He was a middle-aged man in his forties and kept himself in good shape compared to other leaders with big stomachs in their fifties. Ophelia couldn't get a word in and just stood quietly to the side,

At these banquets specifically hosted for politicians, the status of business heiresses was nowhere close to that of these political socialites

Someone said, "Cecilia, haven't you always wanted to know who Mr. Kenneth's wife is? It's that girl over there. She's acknowledged as the god-granddaughter of Mr. Garnegie." "God-granddaughter?" Cecilia glanced toward Ophelia, her eyes filled with jealousy.

She had met Kenneth once before, just once, and she was into him immediately. She thought, "Who would've thought that just one year studying abroad, he'd already have a wife by his side? Really, her?

"Don't underestimate her. This woman has tricks up her sleeve. How else could someone from the slums rise so high? What do you think she did to get there?" Sienna, Cecilia's little sidekick, added fuel to the fire, chiming in

In the socialite circles, almost everyone was envious of this god granddaughter of the Carnegie family who just popped up out of nowhere.

Not only has she jumped into high society, but she's also got the backing of the three major families in Dellanex and above them all, Kenneth. No one wouldn't feel jealous and hateful.

"Who cares what she did to get here? Let's replace an opportunity tonight to teach her a lesson!" Cecilia declared.

Ophelia felt that coming tonight was pointless, as she barely got a chance to talk to any of the influential people. But the cruise had already set off, and she had to wait until the party ended to disembark. 11:46 Mon, Nov 18 BB.

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She turned around, surprised to replace that a male waiter had suddenly appeared behind her.

The waiter accidentally spilled a tray of red wine all over her. Hr white suit was immediately soaked with wine from the chest down, looking like it had been dipped in a vat of burgundy lye,

"I'm so sorry, truly sorry... the male walter, terrified, fell to his knees on the floor, Everyone in the banquet hall was drawn by the disturbance.

"Oh my gosh! Ms. Spencer, what are you doing? It's just wine spilled on you. Do you really need the waiter to kneel and apologize? Cecilia exclaimed loudly.

Cecilia was the daughter of Harris. Her father handled many responsibilities, so naturally, no one would dare to offend her.

"Isn't this too much? Sienna added. "How can someone with such poor manners be at this party? It's not a big deal, yet she made the waiter kneel and apologize." Those unaware of the situation started giving Ophelia odd looks after hearing these remarks.

The waiter kneeling before her still refused to get up. "I'm sorry I'm sorry Ms. Spencer. I was truly wrong. I beg your forgiveness...

Harris's gaze turned to this scene, and Trent also frowned slightly as he looked over. Such incidents were the last thing a party needs.-

"Young lady, don't make things difficult for him." Harris tried to mediate, as it really wasn't much of an issue, and he didn't want to dampen everyone's mood.

Ophelia, who hadn't spoken a word until now, was somewhat speechless.

She lowered her eyes to glance at the waiter on the floor, then casually shifted her gaze to the two girls who had just spoken.

Finlay Carnegie and Henry wanted to step in to help resolve the situation, but Ophelia stopped them with just one look. It's a small issue, she could handle it herself.

"So, do I just deserve to be splashed like this?" She didn't rush to deny that she was the one who made the waiter kneel and apologize, instead, she went along with their line of thought and continued speaking

Ophelia stood tall and didn't seem the least bit awkward, despite being soaked in red wine. In fact, she thought the red wine stains added a unique touch to the outfit.

Many people were captivated by the calm and composed aura radiating from this young lady.

Seeing the situation, Cecilia stepped forward. "He didn't do it on purpose, and besides, you bumped into him, making hir accidentally spill the wine on you. You're an adult; shouldn't you be responsible for your own actions? Why blame it on him "So, it's my fault, right?" Ophelia raised an eyebrow, looking as if she was easy to bully.

Cecilia pressed harder. "It's not a big deal, he's already apologized, so do you really have to go on about it?" Such obvious moral blackmail.

She walked straight up to Cecilia. "Ms. Duncan is right, and it's really not a big deal."

Ophelia continued smoothly from where Cecilia left off, as if she had no intention of pursuing the matter further.

Cecilia was preparing to press her advantage, but suddenly saw Ophelia casually grab a glass of red wine from the table. She looked completely puzzled.

In the next moment, Ophelia pretended to stumble and poured her entire glass of red wine onto Cecilia.

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"What are you doing?" Cecilia was completely shocked, looking down in disbelief at the large red wine stain on her pink evening gown

She thought. 'Is this woman crazy? She dared to purposely spill wine on me?"

"I'm sorry, Ms. Duncan, I accidentally spilled it. I'm really sorry Ophelia said earnestly, bowing deeply.

"You'll pay for this!" Cecilia took two steps forward and raised her hand to strike Ophelia's face. But before the slap could land, her wrist was firmly seized by Ophelia.

"Ms. Duncan, why are you so angry? It's just a little wine on your dress. I've already apologized. Is it really necessary to make such a fuss about it?" Ophelia imitated her tone, repeating her words carefully.

Cecilia's chest heaved with rage at her shameless behavior.

"You did it on purpose! That's different!" Nearby, Sienna finally reacted after a long pause and stepped forward to argue

"So?" Ophelia let go of Cecilia's hand, picked up another glass of wine, and poured it straight onto Sienna's luxurious dress. "Now that's what I call on purpose!"

"Oh-my dress!" Sienna screamed, stepping back a few steps.

"Why are you yelling so loud? It's not a big deal." Ophelia's words sounded very familiar since she had just said the same thing.

Everyone present was beyond shocked; the

expressions were indescribable.

Harris' face grew unfriendly, as if he was being completely ignored

He thought, 'Theo really recognized a wonderful granddaughter! SEND GIFT