Revenge Of The Jilted Bride

Jilted Bride 214

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Chapter 214

Ophelia gently held Kenneth's face in her hands. Her eyes met Kenneth's intense and somewhat wild gaze, with

a hint of red

in his eyes.

Her heart tightened as if a wound had been torn open, making hard to breathe. She asked, "What happened?"

They were in a fairly narrow rooftop passageway, warm light highlighting the sides of their faces.

Kenneth rested his forehead against Ophelia's, using his thumb to caress her cheek gently. He said, "I miss you

so much. | am almost losing my mind."

Before Ophelia could say another word, Kenneth pulled her into his embrace, his gentle kisses falling again,

leaving her breathless.

Downstairs, they could still hear the secretary's footsteps.

It was their first tin a place like this. The intense feeling gradually numbed Ophelia's logical mind.

With her slender hands on his shoulders, Ophelia leaned in close to Kenneth and whispered. "Let's go to the

lounge." Ophelia trembled from Kenneth's kiss, her mind completely blank. Kenneth replied. "Okay, I'll do as you

say. He agreed verbally but didn't follow through.

Ophelia bit down hard on Kenneth's shoulder. Her cheeks flushed, glaring at him in exasperation. That was when

he was willing to change positions

In the spacious gray-toned lounge, the curtains were drawn tightly closed, and the lights were on inside.

Beside the soft, tousled bed, Ophelia sat buttoning up a shirt and picked up Kenneth's watch from the nightstand

to check the time. It was already afternoon, and she hadn't even had lunch yet. Just as she started feeling

hungry, she heard Kenneth's footsteps coming up the stairs.

Kenneth was carrying a tray with elegant dishes arid had changed into a dark blue suit, looking very formal. But

all it made Ophelia think of was the phrase a wolf in sheep's clothing. Kenneth set the dishes on the black cherry

wood dining table. He said, "Your favorite home-style cooking."

Ophelia sighed and asked, "Where are my clothes? Don't tellmust wear your shirt to the board meeting this

afternoon.”

She wasn't wearing anything underneath. On top, she wore Kenneth's black shirt with two buttons undone,

showing part of her collarbone. The black made her skin look even fairer. Seeing Ophelia dressing like that,

Kenneth's eyes darkened. "Do you think | would let you dress like that to meet those old folks?" Kenneth said,

suddenly feeling a pang in his chest. He thought, 'What if, in the future, | am not around and she dresses like

that in front of other men?"

His hands clenched, knuckles turning white. His expression was as dark as storm clouds and his breath caught in

his throat.

"You can't dress like this again," Kenneth sternly warned. His eyes were fiercely determined.

Ophelia was speechless. She thought, 'Am | supposed to be naked then?"

There were no clothes of Ophelia's here, so she reached for Kenneth's shirt, which happened to cover her thighs

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"Did you hear me?" Kemethasked. His tone was intense and insent as if he wouldn't stop until she agreed.

Ophelia replied. "Sure."

Hearing her agree, Kenneth felt only half of the tension in his chest ease. He said, "Let's eat first; I've already

had sclothes sent over." Ophelia replied, "Okay." She sat on the sofa. Her legs pressed tightly together,

feeling a bit insecure.

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She could only lean forward slightly to cover her exposed legs. However, her neckline was quite revealing when

she lowered her head to eat.

Kenneth said, "If you're not tired yet, we can continue. Don't givethat unsatisfied look to tempt me, | don't

need any tempting.

Ophelia looked up at Kenneth. Her pink, slightly swollen lips held forks, creating an alluring sight. Following

Kenneth's gaze, she glanced down at her chest and quickly covered it with her hand. She explained. "I

accidentally tore the button off. It happened to be the second one. She was in a bit of a rush earlier so she

notice it. Thinking back to just a moment ago, Ophelia's cheeks blushed again.

Kenneth thought, 'She is now even more alluring. | can't go further. If | keep looking at her, | might not be able to

leave

"Eat up. I've arranged a meeting for you," Kenneth said as he stood up. When he turned, Ophelia could clearly

see his Adam's apple move.

Shortly after, a female secretary brought over a few custom-tailored women's suits. Clearly, these suits were

custom-made alongside Kenneth's, with the ssubtle patterns and materials

Ophelia chose a deep blue pinstripe suit, finding the wide-leg design comfortable.

About ten minutes later, Ophelia finished freshening up and cdown from the lounge.

She rarely wore high heels, but today, they boosted her presence to a confident height.

She thought, 'After all, this is a major corporation, not my small business."

Mark was holding sdocuments, initially intending to give them to Kenneth. However, when Ophelia reached

out her hand, Mark handed the report to her without hesitation, unwittingly overlooking Kenneth beside him.

It was Ophelia's first treviewing a large company's financial statements and project documents. She had

expected much. data from such a giant corporation, but it was beyond what she imagined.

She thought, 'No wonder Kenneth was overwhelmed when he first took over the Sinclair family!

Seeing the slight frown on Ophelia's face, Kenneth felt a sharp pain, like a needle piercing his heart. Even though

he felt bad, he knew he had to do it.

"Let's go to the meeting room and have them report to you," Kenneth said as he stood up and buttoned his suit

jacket.

Ophelia hadn't finished reading the report when Kenneth firmly took her hand. Even in high heels, she barely

reached his shoulder.

Kenneth walked at a steady pace as if he was intentionally accommodating her heels today,

Mark and his secretary stood on either side, pushing open the conference room doors.

The large conference room was packed with people, more than Ophelia expected. The room was filled with an

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Seeing Kenneth, everyone greeted, "Mr. Sinclair As the group stood up, their gaze moved from Kenneth to

Ophelia next to

him.

Just seeing their matching suits was enough for everyone to understand their relationship.

However, none knew why Kenneth had called them here today. Kenneth's temper was the hardest to understand,

and guessing was pointless.

Nobody dared to move before Kenneth took his seat.

Kenneth glanced at Ophelia. She showed no signs of nervousness or hesitation. She stood with her back

perfectly straight, exuding a naturally cool aura, Kenneth felt her vibe somewhat familiar. Kenneth took Ophelia's

hand and led her to the front spot.

What no one expected was that Kenneth didn't sit but instead pulled out a chair for Ophelia next to him to take

the main

seal.:

The rest of the group didn't understand what was going on,

but none dared to make wild guesses.

Mark moved a chair and placed it behind Ophelia. Kenneth sat down, leaning lazily against the back of the chair,

holding Ophelia's hand in his palm.

As the couple settled into their seats, the others gradually sat down, one after another.

After the brief sound of chairs scraping the floor, the entire conference room turned silent, with only the sound of

breathing remaining.

Ophelia found herself somewhat admiring Kenneth. She was impressed by his management of people. Not a

single person dared to whisper a word.

"Letintroduce everyone," Mark said into the microphone, addressing the attendees, "The lady in the middle

will officially start as the CEO of the Sinclair Group from today." Everyone present was surprise. They thought,

"What?"