GoodNovelJilted Bride 83
Chapter 83
No one believed a guy from the slums could write anything worthwhile. Amid countless online attacks, Kevin
chose to jump to his death on the day the movie premiered.
And this wasn't just connected to Elliot. It also had everything to do with Sungate Entertainment, Emily, and the
rest of them.
They knew full well where Elliot got the script, yet they twisted the truth, turning lies into reality. All the online
was orchestrated by Sungate Entertainment, just to stir up hype. Ophelia said, "Kevin, do you trust me?"
Kevin turned his head to look at her, his eyes curving into a smile. "Of course | trust you."
"Then take your current project and leave Elliot. Cwork with me."
Kevin was stunned. He thought Ophelia was just going to give him swords of encouragement. He didn't
expect this.
Seeing the determination in her eyes, Kevin no longer treated her as just a kid. He agreed without hesitation.
There was no comparison. In his heart, the scales had already tipped toward Ophelia. Two days later, Kevin left
Elliot's company.
Someone asked, "Mr. Ashford, Kevin's gone. What are we going to do about the script we were supposed to work
on with Sungate Entertainment?"
Elliot scoffed, "Don't worry. He will cback in no time. He still writes everything by hand, so getting our hands
on his work is easy. Even if he leaves, he won't escape my grasp." Over the years Elliot had cup with plenty
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtof ways to keep Kevin under control.
That afternoon, Ophelia brought Kevin to Silverline Media.
Silverline Media was located in the Dellanex Entertainment & Innovation District, and without a work pass, one
couldn't get
1.in.
The roar of a sports car engine passed by Ophelia, kicking up a swirl of fallen leaves.
She only caught a glimpse of a head of vibrant pink hair inside the car as it grew smaller and smaller in the
distance.
At the security booth, two people were stopped. "Sorry, you can't enter without an appointment."
"Could you make an exception? We're from Sungate Entertainment." A gentle woman's voice reached Ophelia's
ears.
Ophelia thought, "That voice sounds familiar."
The sports car from earlier had stopped at the gate.
"Mr. Reyes!" Emily rushed over, her off-white dress swaying beneath her brown fur coat as she stood by the car,
looking at the man inside. "Mr. Reyes, do you remember me?" "What do you want?" The man in the car removed
his sunglasses, revealing a handsyet roguish profile.
"Mr. Reyes, could you let us in with you? We need to go to Silverline Media."
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Emily thought, 'I haven't expected to run into Rex, given that we'd worked together before. Surely, he would help
"Solve it yourself. I'm busy," Rex put his sunglasses back on, drove past the gate, and left them behind in a cloud
of exhaust.
Emily covered her mouth and nose, then, out of the corner of her eye, caught sight of a familiar figure. She
thought, Ophelia? What a coincidence. Why is she here?'
Emily's eyes burned with hatred. She thought, 'If it weren't for her, | wouldn't have been sent to that disgusting
rural village for damage control, having to endure those dirty old people and kids. Even now, the thought makes
my stomach turn, as if | could still smell the stench."
Ophelia's gaze briefly swept over Emily and landed on the woman next to her.
The woman had taken good care of herself with a gentle and refined appearance, radiating a serene, almost
submissive air. But her eyes betrayed her. Her eyes were calculating and shrewd, so it was no wonder she had
Owen wrapped around her finger so easily. Ophelia had thought this woman looked familiar before, and now she
was certain. In her previous life, she had seen this woman at Heather and Owen's 25th wedding anniversary
party. She was one of Heather's closest friends. Ophelia let out a quiet laugh. She used to think love triangles
only existed in trashy soap operas. But the reality was even more tic. This was going to be a good show.
Seeing Ophelia's expression, Emily assumed she was mocking her again, and her anger flared up.
Meanwhile, Sophia was eyeing Ophelia cautiously. She thought, | know Ophelia is the Hastings family's recently
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmreclaimed daughter. But there is something unsettling in the way she looks at us, as if she knows something."
Still, Sophia quickly brushed it off. She thought again, 'There is no way she could know about my relationship
with Owen, and not even Heather knew. How could she possibly know? Yet, her gaze leftfeeling uneasy!"
"Emily, let's cback another time." Sophia tugged at Emily, but Emily wasn't about to let it go. She wasn't
planning to disguise her hostility before Ophelia.
"Ophelia, what are you doing here?" Emily eyed her warily as if facing a sworn enemy. She'd suffered too much
at Ophelia's hands.
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"What's it to you?" Ophelia's gaze flicked over them as she walked straight past them with Kevin, heading toward
the security booth.
The guard, noticing they knew each other, scratched his head. People often tried to sneak in like this, and if he
let them, he could kiss his job goodbye. "Sorry, but you can't just waltz in here."
Hearing that, Emily burst into laughter. She thought, 'If we couldn't get in, what made Ophelia think she could?
She'd be stopped just the same.
Emily sneered, "Ophelia, do you even know where you are? You think you can just walk in? And you're bringing a
beggar with you."
Kevin glanced down at his clothes and pressed his lips together.
Ophelia's gaze suddenly turned icy. "Watch your mouth. Look closely. Who here looks like a beggar? From where
I'm standing, it's you two who look like beggars, practically groveling for help. How does it feel to be left in a
cloud of exhaust fumes?" "How dare you!" Emily was furious.
The security guard scratched his head again. "Are you Miss Spencer?"
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