Revenge Of The Jilted Bride (Ophelia)
Jilted Bride 152

Chapter 152

Looking at the back protecting her, Ophelia felt warmth spread in her heart. In the past, she was used to handling everything by herself, and now she realized how comforting it was to have someone to lean on.

No wonder in her past life, Emily always liked hiding behind her family. This feeling was different from when Kenneth

stood in front of her.

Ophelia didn't notice she was lost in thought, with her mind entirely filled with Kenneth, as if there was room for nothing

else.

Feeling the stares around him, Harris shot an angry look at his daughter for making trouble, utterly embarrassed. The side that originally had a valid argument suddenly seemed to lose in

"Kids having a little squabble, why get angry, Finlay?" Harris made a sudden change in his attitude, yet still held his superiority. "We'll compensate for her clothes. There's no need to damage our goodwill for such a trivial matter."

"This is not a trivial matter." Finlay glanced at Ophelia's stained clothes, his usually kind face now showing some coldness. "Elia, how do you want to resolve this?"

The wine was spilled, and the clothes' money was asked for. She wasn't the one embarrassed.

Ophelia said. "Just have you two apologize to me in public."

Harris' face looked grim, but since the issue was now public, he couldn't rely on his position to intimidate others. But he had already noted the resentment against the Carnegie family in his heart.

He thought that there was nothing so great about the Carnegie family, which was just a family of upstarts. For someone not even related by blood, they dared to disrespect him like this. They could confront each other in the business world later. Harris said coldly, "Cecilia, apologize to Ms. Carnegie"

Hearing Harris' word, Cecilia's face darkened, as if her mouth was glued shut.

Truman, Sienna's father, stepped forward. Seeing Harris asking his daughter to apologize, he quickly urged his own disappointing daughter to apologize too. "Sienna, apologize quickly, or wait till we get home and see how I deal with you." Sienna gritted her teeth, clutching the hem of her dress. Her status couldn't compare to Cecilia, so she had to bow her head first. I'm sorry, Ms. Spencer."

After Sienna apologized, all eyes turned to Cecilia. And Cecilia looked at her father pleadingly, biting her lip hard.

It wasn't until she saw her father had no intention of helping that she reluctantly spat out the words, "I'm sorry" Her lips were bitten so hard they were almost bleeding.

Hearing their apologies, Ophelia didn't say anything more.

Previously, people in the business world already recognized Ophelia's status at Carnegie family, and now even those in politics are aware.

The issue quickly blew over, and the cruise ship continued its smooth journey on the sea. Ophelia was led by a crew member to a lounge in one of the cabins, where she was offered a spare gown.

She went to the bathroom to wash her hands, ready to change out of her wet clothes, when she sharply felt a sense of being watched as soon as she entered the room.

Her hand paused on the buttons; rather than turning her head, she looked around the room with her eyes.

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Someone knocked the door, "Ella, can I come in?" Phoebe's voice come from outside the door.

Ophelia thought, 'Am I just imagining things?

She turned to open the door and saw Phoebe standing there holding a white paper bag,

"Elia, I was worried that the dress they'd prepared for you here might not fit, so I brought a spare gown. We're about the same size, so it should fit you." Phoebe offered the gown with both hands. Ophelia didn't take it, merely glanced at it with her eyes lowered It was a light blue evening dress, similar in style to the one she was already wearing.

"Thanks, but no thanks. I'm fine with this outfit; it's almost dry anyway. Ophelia politely declined her offer.

"It might be uncomfortable; we'll reach the shore in a bit. The wind is strong outside, don't catch a cold." Phoebe said with concern, like a big sister, as if they were very close.

"I've never worn this dress before. Alright Elia, you go put it on! Don't catch a cold, or Kenny will worry." Phoebe laughed as she handed her the dress and closed the door.

The feeling of being watched still hadn't vanished. She placed the dress aside, not intending to change into it. Suddenly, she noticed a strange smell.

When she came in earlier, she first went to the bathroom to wash her hands, and the hand wash had a nice scent, so she didn't notice anything unusual. By the time she instinctively held her breath, it was too late.

Her head was spinning, and even though she tried to stop breathing, she couldn't shake off the dizziness. It felt like she was. standing on cotton, unable to stand steadily.

She dug her nails into her palm, trying to open the lounge door, but she just couldn't manage to open it.

She thought to herself, Is it Phoebe behind this thing? 1 shouldn't have let my guard down."

She quickly took out her phone, but the numbers on it were becoming blurry.

Her hands weren't responding right either, and no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't press the correct numbers.

She pressed a couple of buttons randomly, and saddenly her vision went black, and she fell to the floor.

After a few rings, a voice came through the phone. "Hello? Elia, what's up? Hello? Hello... Elia, did you call by mistake? Elia.... Hello?"

Chloe moved her phone away from her ear, looked at the screen showing a call duration of 11 seconds, paused for a moment, and then called back

"Hello, the number you dialed is no answer, please call it later...

"Mommy, was that call from Ophelia?" Wyatt asked as he walked over in his little dinosaur pajamas.

"Yes..." Chloe replied, feeling a bit uneasy.

Ophelia wouldn't make a call like this without a reason. She called back several times, but the phone was still off

She thought, 'Could something have happened?

She began to get a little anxious. If Ophelia was in a direct confrontation, she'd certainly be fine, but she worried about some sneaky tricks.

She picked up her laptop and started typing quickly. A few minutes later, her delicate eyebrows began to furrow.

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Ophelia's phone was off, so she couldn't be located. After trying make a few more calls, the phone was still off

She decided to try a different approach and planned to hack into the Rosewood Manor surveillance system to take a look. But after countless attempts, she still couldn't break into the Rosewood Manor's surveillance system. Unless she obtained higher access permissions, but... Chloe hesitated for a moment, then closed the laptop and glanced at Wyatt beside her. "Can you behave and stay home alone? Mommy has to go out for a while."

"I can. Mommy. I'll take care of myself. Where are you going?" Wyatt looked at Chloe with concern.

"Mommy needs to visit Rosewood Manor."

It was probably a woman's intuition, but she couldn't shake the feeling that Ophelia's call was a bit unusual.

"Is it Ophelia's place?" Wyatt thought for a moment. "Can you take me with you?"