Revenge Of The Jilted Bride (Ophelia)
Jilted Bride 155

Chapter 155

In the quiet room. Ronan's gaze landed on Phoebe.

Phoebe pulled her legs back a bit. "I, I can't let you hurt Kenny! The Davidson family definitely won't help you either?

"That's not up to you." Ronan's eyes skimmed past her and returned to Ophelia, as he subtly signaled the bodyguards.

The bodyguards caught on quickly and led Ophelia out of the room, leaving Phoebe behind.

Ophelia felt weak all over, as if leeches were sucking at her nerves, and her legs felt like they were walking on cotton. Maybe it was because she had been drugged.

She looked around; it seemed like an old mansion with redwood decor everywhere.

Looking up, a group of bodyguards in black and armed mercenaries were stationed in the lobby and at the entrance, ensuring tight security.

Suddenly, she froze as she heard the sound of waves with her sharp hearing.

The sound was faint, yet remarkably clear in the stillness of the night. The waves seemed to be all around.

She thought, Can it be... I'm on an island?"

That's why Ronan was confident Kenneth wouldn't replace her. Her scalp tingled involuntarily; she wanted to break free, but

he was too weak to do so.

Rosewood Manor, Chloe was sitting at the computer, skillfully using Noah's advanced privileges. Knowing that Ophelia was on the yacht, she immediately hacked into the yacht's surveillance system.

The computer screen cast shifting colors on her exquisite, outstanding face. Her aloof, proud eyes were intensely fixed on the computer screen.

Yet, her gaze was occasionally pulled away by the person on the couch. It felt as if a giant hand was clenching her heart.

The usually obedient and well-mannered Wyatt was surprisingly lively and energetic in his presence. It seemed like that w the natural behavior of a child.

Chloe said. "The last call from Elia's phone was made from the second-floor cabin, but the surveillance around there had been messed with early on."

Just then, Caleb called. "Mr. Sinclair, the yacht isn't heading towards the shore, but is moving in the opposite direction. Could there be some forces at work? Should we move closer to check it out?"

Kenneth exuded an air of deadly seriousness. After a brief silence, he simply said two words, "No need." His voice was chilling, sending shivers down one's spine.

The people in the study looked at him in surprise, unable to figure out what he was thinking.

Kenneth was staring at the surveillance footage on the computer Someone had deliberately misled him, wanting to waste his time on this matter. The surveillance footage was completely destroyed, so Ophelia must have already left the yacht. Just after he hung up, another call came in. "Mr. Sinclair... it's my fault. I don't know when Ronan managed to escape from Sinclair Manor Mark's voice was filled with guilt.

No one expected Ronan, that crafty old fox, to pull such a move Outwardly, he seemed like a grandfather grieving over il

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loss of his grandson art stricken by serious illness, but in reality he secretly planned everything.

Ophelia must be in his hands. Kenneth's eyes didn't reveal much emotion, but everyone in the room could feel his terrifying pressure.

He thought, "That old man dares to mess with my girl. He's asking for trouble:

Not long after he hung up, his phone vibrated again. Kenneth stared at the unfamiliar number on the phone and turned the screen towards Chloe. Chloe immediately understood and quickly typed the numbers on the computer.

Then he pressed accept, slowly bringing the phone to his car. Before the caller could speak, Kenneth's cold voice echoed through the air.

He said. "You old bastard, all you want is the Sinclair Group, right? You think anyone cares? Release my person, and the group is yours,"

"Is this really the same Kenneth who once imprisoned me at Sinclair Manor, acting like a king?" Ronan's old yet strong voice was filled with sarcasın.

It seemed he had bet correctly; this woman was more important than he had imagined.

"Cut the chatter." Kenneth's sharp gaze turned towards Chloe

Chloe shook her head as she watched the search signal on the computer spinning and scanning continuously, yet there was „ó response. Ronan's voice came through the phone again. "Besides that, I want four of your fingers. If you don't give them, I'll take them from your woman." "Do you dare?" Kenneth

nched his fist, the veins on the back of his hand were prominent, extending down to his forearm under the sleeve, his gaze sharp and dangerous.

Ronan said, "What wouldn't I dare? Worst case, you'll kill me too. I've lived long enough anyway, I'm just sorry that my granddaughter-in-law would have to be buried with me!

"She's so young and beautiful. I have to admit, you and Noel both have a good eye for women, it's just a pity... his lives are

short!

I'll give you time to think. By morning, I want you to hold a press conference, hand over the company, and cut off four of your fingers publicly. Otherwise, I'll send her four fingers back to you. Don't try any tricks; you won't replace out where I am Ronan was going to avenge his deceased grandson. Their conversation was clearly heard in the silent study.

Chloe stared at the computer screen, which still displayed the search icon, her hands clenched tightly as if she was making tough decision.

The following moment, her fingers flew across the keyboard quickly. She whispered two words to Kenneth, "Delay him." Kenneth lowered his eyes and let out a slight breath. "I need to hear her voice now"

"Alright, no problem." Ronan, leaning on his cane, slowly walked toward Ophelia and held out the satellite phone to her. "Speak

Kenneth said, "Elia, speak."

Hearing Kenneth's voice, Ophelia tightened her grip behind her back. She swallowed hard but kept her lips shut, refusing say a single word.

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She wouldn't let anyote threaten Kenneth, and she wouldn't become Kenneth's weak spot,

All she could do was stall for time. She hoped Kenneth would ulerstand what she meant.

Ronan's gaze turned cold as he narrowed his eyes to get a better look at the person in front of him. He laughed and said, "Who would've thought my granddaughter-in-law has such a stubborn streak?

"At first, I thought she didn't love you. But from what I'm seeing now, her feelings for you run deep! Not willing to be your weak point, not wanting you to be threatened. So principled!"

After Ronan finished speaking, Kennethi's low, amused laugh cator from the other end of the phone. "You old bastard, are you playing games with me?"

Ophelia thought, 'Good, Kenneth understands me.

Upon hearing this, Ronan immediately pulled the phone back e face him. "I'm not here to play games with you! I have the woman right here. If you don't do as I say, you'll receive four fingers along with your woman's body." "Do as you please. Kenneth said casually, his attitude suddenly indifferent.

"You... Before Ronan could say another word, Kenneth had already hung up the phone.