Revenge Of The Jilted Bride (Ophelia)

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Late at night, on the rooftop of Waston Chamber of Commerce A slender figure stood there. It was a woman with slim fingers holding a flickering cigarette. Her back was straight, exudang an indescribable sense of sadness.

A pair of black leather shoes stepped onto the final stair. It was a man holding a white knitted sweater.

Seeing the woman's back, he frowned. The chilly autumn night's wind blew through his white hair.

He spread out the sweater and put it on the woman's shoulders.

Elena shivered slightly but didn't refuse. She flicked away the cigarette butt and adjusted the sweater on her body.

Xander said, "Lene..."

Hearing that, Elena frowned.

She looked at Xander coldly and said, "Don't call me that. It's so disgusting."

Xander paused. He raised an eyebrow slightly and then couldn't help but sigh.

He said, "Now that we've found Queena... Come back home."

Over the years, Elena had been running the Chamber of Commerce and staying there. The West residence became unanimated, having no warmth at all-it wasn't like this before. Elena stayed silent. She was too afraid to face Queena.

She always felt that Queena would definitely hate her for not protecting her.

"Queena won't blame you..." Before Xander could finish his words, he was silenced by Elena's cold stare.

Elena really disliked the feeling of having her thoughts read so easily.

She said, "How do you know Queena won't blame me? Xander, don't be so smug!" With that, Elena turned and walked away.

Xander raised an eyebrow. At least this time she didn't throw away the sweater he put on her.

Just as he thought that, the white sweater was tossed to his feet.

Xander was speechless, and his face darkened.

He didn't like how his thoughts were so easily read by others as well.

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Three days later, at the presidential palace. The news, "Stay tuned. According to the Dellanex Infectious Disease Hospital's latest report, this viral pneumonia is caused by the mutated AOKR virus.

"Currently, there are over 570 cases in Dellanex, with 15 deaths reported. Citizens are advised to take precautions and avoid crowded places..."

In just three days, the number of cases had jumped to 570, and the real number of infections was probably much higher, with deaths still adding up.

Xander looked at the flood of news about Dellanex spreading across the Internet and frowned.

His man said, "Sir, we can confirm that the virus came from the Gloomhaven slums."

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Xander's face turned grim. He supported his head with one hand and then rubbed his temples.

He thought, 'Why did I agree to develop the slums? It happens to come up at such a critical time. Next month is the presidential campaign.

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'Such a serious matter in Dellanex will surely affect the campaign. Therefore, this issue needs to be resolved quickly to give the people in Dellanex a proper explanation!' Meanwhile, in Dellanex. Ophelia was watching the news on TV. She knew exactly what this meant.

The city was eerily silent, and the few people on the streets were all anxious.

Chloe pushed the door open and walked in. Seeing Ophelia's furrowed brows, she understood the seriousness of the situation.

She said, "Elia, whether or not the infection source was from the Gloomhaven, the slums redevelopment project has been put on hold."

The real estate company under Sassy Nectar was ordered by the government to stop operations, and the launch of La Reverie which was set for this month was also delayed. For now, all of her companies were put on hold.

Ophelia said, "Thanks for your hard work, Chloe." It was challenging for her to manage so many companies.

Chloe said, "Don't say that, but I have to leave for a few days to handle some things." Chloe was wearing a gray tracksuit and a deep gray cap with a laptop backpack. She looked completely different from what she used to be like in the company.

Her outfit showed that she was about to leave immediately.

"Are you going back to the Davidson residence?" Ophelia asked.

Chloe nodded. "Yeah."

She had to go back. Her dad was obviously doing something bad, and she needed to stop him. But she couldn't tell Ophelia yet, as it would put her in danger. "What about Wyatt?" Ophelia asked.

"Wyatt... is with Noah." Chloe thought, 'Elia is really smart. She might guess it.'

Ophelia nodded, but she somehow felt something was wrong.

But her mind was a complete mess at the moment, so after thinking for a long while, she still couldn't figure out what was

wrong.

"Oh, Elia, here's the information you asked me to find about the recent activities of the Huxley family." Chloe handed her a document. Ophelia took it. The details were recorded very thoroughly.

After Chloe left, the female newscaster's voice came from the TV again, "News from the station. The origin of this viral pneumonia is in the slums of the Gloomhaven. "According to the locals, over the past two months, Sinclair Group has obtained development permits from the president and has been extensively developing the slums..."

Netizens: [What is Sinclair Group doing?]-

[Are they out of their minds? Are they so desperate to earn money? How dare they develop the slums?!]

[Exactly! Ever since Kenneth took charge, Sinclair Group has been growing rapidly. So this is their strategy!]

[I heard that some time ago Sinclair Group was found to be illegally operating their harbors and got sealed off!]

Ophelia looked at these comments and frowned.

She thought, 'Such comments are rampant. We can't get Sinclair Group involved in it. Otherwise...

Just then, the phone on the table started buzzing.

Mark's anxious voice sounded, "Mrs. Sinclair, there's an issue with the company. The authorities are here and want to see Mr. Sinclair."

Ophelia's heart skipped a beat. She thought, 'Are they after Sinclair Group?"

Her face turned sullen.

When she walked out, Ray and Eric noticed her pale face and were startled. Ray said, "Mrs. Sinclair..."

Eric said, "Elia..."

Ophelia raised her hand, closed her eyes and said, "I'm fine. Let's go to Sinclair Group."

In less than half an hour, the black SUV stopped outside Sinclair Group's building. This time, Ophelia couldn't hold back.

she leaned against the car door and retched. After she got out of the car,

For the past three days, she had barely eaten while handling the company's matters, and now there was nothing to vomit.

Eric handed her a piece of candy, but even the candy tasted bitter in her mouth.

Ophelia stood still, closed her eyes and took a few deep breaths, forcing herself to suppress the discomi

When she opened her eyes again, she had regained her calmness

She took the elevator upstairs.

Just as she had imagined, the entire top floor was packed with people.

Mark couldn't handle it on his own at all.

Uniformed officers stood lined up on both sides of the corridor

Leading them was Kaden Clark, who had previously been tasked with settling the slums. Even though he was wearing a mask, his eyes made him recognizable. Kaden narrowed his eyes slightly upon seeing Ophelia.

With just one glance, Ophelia understood what that gaze meant

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Ophelia thought, Without Kenneth here, all sorts of fiends and troublemakers are making their move.