Revenge Of The Jilted Bride

Chapter 330 Black shoes stepped into the room; the man, nearly six foot three, carried an overwhelming presence. His black shirt was paired with a smoky gray patterned tie that Ophelia had tied for him when he left the house today. His stunningly handsome, chiseled features conveyed a sense of deadly seriousness.

The conference room fell completely silent due to Kenneth' presence.

His bodyguards, all dressed in black, poured into the room. Each pair stationed themselves behind the department leaders' chairs, giving off a feeling of captivity.

The deputy director of the Engineering Department, who had spoken earlier, almost couldn't remain seated and looked around nervously.

"What... what is the meaning of this?" He looked at Trent for help and was about to stand up when two strong hands pushed him back into his chair.

Trent didn't have a relaxed expression; someone even more troubleshad arrived.

He forced a smile and was just about to get up when someone pressed him back down by the shoulder. "Mr. Sinclair... what are you doing...?" "Isn't it obvious? I'm threatening you," Kenneth said, his lips barely moving as he took out a gun from his belt. The sound of the bullet being loaded was exceptionally clear.

Trent pursed his lips, his face turning pale, and immediately looked at Ophelia. "This isn't that complicated. Since we have the solution and the documents from above, we should just go with it." "Yeah. That place needs to be spruced up; it's affecting the city's image." Ophelia sneered inwardly; that wasn't what they said earlier.

They were against developing that area just now.

Kenneth casually took a seat, never once glancing at Ophelia since he walked into the room.

He crossed his legs and leaned back in his chair, eyeing each of the bald heads. "So what are you waiting for?" "It's just that, Mr. Sinclair, if we publicly release the approval documents and start the development, it might cause opposition from other residents. So... I suggest we first make sure the water quality there is safe," said Trent. Trent was being quite subtle; those who got it got it.

Everyone was aware of what was concealed in that reclaimed part of the sea; if they made too much noise, it would meet with opposition.

Kenneth glanced at Ophelia next to him, and with just one look, he turned his gaze away.

"First, ensure the people there are settled," said Kenneth.

-This was what Ophelia was thinking as well, and Kenneth expressed it for her.

It didn't stop there.

Kenneth smiled at the group, but that smile sent a shiver down their spines.

"Until the task is completed, I'll make sure bodyguards protect all of you," said Kenneth.

1/4 10:25 Fri, Dec 13 GTG Chapter 330 His tone made it sound like he was doing them a huge favor.

This was not protection, but surveillance.

Everyone in the room was shrewd enough to be seated there, ye no one dared voice their anger towards Kenneth.

"Why are you just standing there? Do you need my assistance?" Kenneth said pleasantly.

"No need at all, Mr. Sinclair." They all shook their hands as they cautiously stood up, indeed followed closely by two bodyguards each.

"Mr. Sinclair, they aren't going to follow us around forever, are they? We still need to go hand sleep." "The sooner the work is finished, the sooner they'll disappear," Kenneth said, standing up and walking over to Ophelia, ignoring the varied expressions of dismay on others' faces. "Home," he said curtly. Ophelia raised an eyebrow. Her man was certainly forceful, but she liked that.

91% +5 Speople might hold high positions, but all they cared about was their own interests. To them, the struggles of ordinary folk meant nothing; as long as their own gains were unaffected, they just muddled through. If she had Kenneth' skills, she wouldn't have wasted the whole afternoon.

Ophelia gave Cody a few instructions, leaving him completely confused.

He was lucky to meet Ophelia. This was just too...Indescribable.

"Don't worry, Ophelia, we promise to get the job done," said Cody.

"Mhm." She trusted all her subordinates.

After giving instructions, she linked her arm with Kenneth' and left the conference room.

"You didn't even look atwhen you cin." Her eyes had been fixed on him the whole time.

Kenneth stopped, looked down at Ophelia who only reached his chest, and gently ruffled her hair. "Who said I didn't look at you? I keep my eyes on you the whole time." Hearing this, Ophelia felt warm in her heart.

This charming man was so good at flirting. Her heart skipped a beat at his words.

She thought, 'Is this what they call being in love?' "I thought you'd be busy until late tonight." "It's the second day of our marriage, of course, I want to be with you." Ophelia was speechless, recalling last night's craziness.

"Uh... you don't have to." Kenneth gave an enticing smile, his eyes as deep as whirlpools, as if ready to pull her in.

"But, darling, I liked how you were last night." The topic took a sudden change.

Chapter 330 Ophelia's cheeks blushed as she glanced around, glaring fiercely at Kenneth before her. The more he spoke, the more outrageous he became.

"My back hurts, we're sleeping in separate beds tonight." She shoved Kenneth hand away and marched downstairs.

Kenneth watched as the petite girl went down the stairs, a hint of a smile on his face. But in the next moment, everything went dark.

Ophelia took the last step of the staircase and realized Kenneth behind her hadn't followed.

Just as she was about to turn the corner and continue down, she caught a glimpse of Kenneth out of the corner of her eye. He stood there with his eyes closed, one hand resting on the stair railing.

In a flash, Ophelia's face turned pale, "Kennie..." She quickly turned around and dashed back up.

Kenneth rubbed his temples, and as his vision cleared, he saw the worry on her face and felt a wave of guilt.

"I was just joking about sleeping in separate beds," Ophelia hurried to reassure him.

She couldn't stand the thought of being apart; she'd rather be stuck to him forever.

A soft chuckle escaped Kenneth's lips as he wrapped his arms around Ophelia in front of him, gently pressing her head against his chest with his long fingers. "So, tonight..." Ophelia bit her lip, "Dr. West said you need to get sgood rest." She looked up at him, only to see him closing his eyes again.

"Okay, okay... I'll do what you say." Ophelia frowned, feeling like she might have been tricked.

But she knew Kenneth too well; he wouldn't lie to her about something like this.

***** Back at the Rosewood Manor, while Kenneth was in the shower, Ophelia took the opportunity to call Mark.

Mark gave a detailed report on Kenneth' work for the day, covering everything thoroughly.

After Mark finished speaking, there was a long silence from Ophelia's end.

She looked toward the bathroom. "Did Kenneth tell you to say all this to me?" "Uh..." Mark on the end of the phone hesitated, swallowing hard.

Mark asked, "How do you know?" When Mr. Sinclair met him today, he immediately guessed that Mrs. Sinclair was calling him.

What... Without hearing Mark's answer, Ophelia already knew what it was.

So what exactly did Kenneth promise Xander? It must have been quite significant so he approved the slum development rights quickly. She stood there, dazed with her phone, until she heard the bathroom door open.

Kenneth walked out of the bathroom wearing a gray bathrobe.

10:25 Fri, Dec 13 G Chapter 330 His wet hair covered his sharp eyebrows, softening his chiseled waist, revealing his well-defined chest muscles and V-line.

Near his heart, part of a letter tattoo was visible...

His wet hair covered his sharp eyebrows, softening his chiseled features. The bathrobe belt wasm casually tied around his waist, revealing his well-defined chest muscles and V-line. Near his heart, part of a letter tattoo was visible...