Revenge Of The Jilted Bride

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Chapter 154

"What should we do, Elia. Phoebe tried hard to free her hands and feet, but it was no use.

Compared to Phoebe's restless anxiety, Ophelia was much calmer. She sat quietly, breathing softly without

making much noise.

"Aren't you scared?" Phoebe had lost her earlier composed demeanor. Talking seemed to be the only way to calm

her nerves. "Not bad." Ophelia leaned against the wall with her eyes closed, as if gathering energy.

"Then why..."

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Phoebe clamped her mouth shut, and in the silent room, only the soft and deep sounds of breathing could be

heard.

There were windows around, but they couldn't hear the sound of the sea, just trees, indicating they had been

moved to a new place.

They were probably on the second floor or higher, as she could see the shadows of the tree leaves.

She figured that at least two hours had passed since she fainted.

She had boarded the ship at 7 PM. By the tit set sail and she went to the lounge to change clothes, the party

had been in full swing for an hour and a half. During the time, she heard loud waves, which might mean they

were taken off the cruise. The journey from the sea to the shore would have taken over an hour. So, she guessed

a little more than two hours must have passed,

The party ended at 10:30 PM, and when Caleb and Barrett didn't see her cout, they would surely tell

Kenneth. She was confident Kenneth would find her. She just needed to stall for tto keep herself safe.

Phoebe's breathing becheavier. "Elia, can | talk now?"

"Suit yourself!"

"Why do you think they captured the two of us? Phoebe asked, puzzled.

""No idea. Are you scared?"

Phoebe exhaled slowly, "Yeah, | am."

"An heiress from the underworld being scared?" Ophelia spoke directly to her, trying to see her expression, but

couldn't make it out.

"I... Phoebe started, then stopped.

After a while, just as Ophelia thought she might not continue, Phoebe slowly began speaking again.

Ime

She said, "Honestly, I'm not really an underworld heiress. Our family is huge, and I'm the least valued, so they

sentoff to Milagia when | was young."

Ophelia smiled silently. She thought. Their family did have lots of members, but unloved? How could that be? If

she is truly

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unloved, why would Kenneth's aunt, Ivy, arrange for him to marly her

Phoebe said, "If they ask for a ransom, 1 bet my family wouldn't even bother. That's how rich families are: blood

ties mean less than benefits. Just like the Carnegie family protect you because of your connection to Kenny, isn't

it? "Elia, | really envy you. With Kenny supporting you, you have nothing to worry about. If only one of us could

make it out alive. I'd definitely give you the chance. Because | can't bear to see Kenny sad."

That was truly moving. Ophelia couldn't tell which of her words were true and which were false. She just said

whatever she

wanted

She leaned against the wall, closing her eyes to rest. Her head still hurt a little.

Tslowly passed by. In the darkness, it was impossible to track time, and though only a few minutes might

have passed, it felt like an eternity to them.

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"Hush! Stop talking!"

In the quiet, Ophelia seemed to hear overlapping footsteps, more than just a few people.

She pressed her ear against the wall, and the sound beca bit clearer. She could also hear the sound of

something heavy hitting the floor rhythmically. The sound ccloser and stopped right outside the door of

their room. The door opened, letting in a beam of blinding light from outside. Two black-clad bodyguards stood

on either side of the door, with more bodyguards lining the hallway.

Ophelia first noticed a gold-topped cane. Her eyes slowly moved upward, following the hand holding the cane,

and she saw an old man in a traditional robe, sporting a beard, standing among the bodyguards. sting on the

cane.

The elderly man's back was straight as he stood there with both hands resting

"I'm truly sorry for the inconvenience, both of you. An old voice echoed slowly through the silent space.

"Who are you?" Phoebe asked urgently.

The old man ignored her question and went on, I've invited you two here to ask for a couple of favors. | wonder if

you're willing to help?"

"Invited? Is this what you call an invitation?" Phoebe's voice was sharp, with a bit of a spoiled and unreasonable

tone, qu different from her earlier frightened demeanor.

Ophelia used the light from outside to clearly see the room's furnishings and the outline of the old man in front of

her. "What kind of help?" Her voice was calm, as if she were quite willing to cooperate.

The old man said, "It's simple. Ms. Spencer just needs to call Kenneth Sinclair, asking him to exchange your life

for the Sinclair Group

"Is my life really that valuable?" Ophelia's lips curved into a faint, almost invisible smile.

She was right-the old man in front of her was indeed Kenneth's grandfather, Ronan Sinclair.

No wonder he once led the Sinclair family to its peak. Even with his grandson dead, he wasn't greatly affected. It

seems Kenneth miscalculated

"So, how do you wantto help you?" Phoebe asked urgently.

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"I need the Davidson family's help," As soon as Ronan finished speaking, Ophelia immediately understood his

scheme.

Using the Davidson family's help to counter Kenneth's hidden forces while intending to use her to pressure him

into surrendering the corporation was indeed a smart plan. Ophelia smiled, "Mr. Sinclair, you're still as sharp as

ever. But I'm curious, even if you do take back the Sinclair Group, who do you plan to support to take the lead?"

Ronan's expression changed immediately, and the hand resting on his cane trembled slightly.

Patrick was dead. The grandson he cherished most, with the proudest lineage, was gone.

Ronan's face was now terrifyingly gloomy, and his tone was far from the "kindness" it had been moments ago.

"So, are you refusing to cooperate?"

are you

Ophelia said, "It's not about my willingness; rather, Mr. Sinclair overestimates my importance to Kenneth. I'm just

a tool he married for using. There's no way he'd give up the hard-won Sinclair Group forOphelia knew she

had value to him and felt relatively safe, at least not in immediate danger.

So she had to stall for as much tas she could, hoping Kenneth would find her soon.

"Look at how long I've been missing, and he still hasn't cto find me." Ophelia said tentatively.

Ronan let out a cold laugh. "He won't be able to find you, so don't try to stall for time. | may be old, but | can still

handle sthings."

The smile disappeared from Ophelia's lips, and her once calm heartbeat started to race. Her hands, tied behind

her back, were clenched tightly.

She thought, "What does heinean Kenneth won't find me! Where exactly is this?