Chapter 285
“Why, why… Scott didn’t dare to look at Ophelia. In his impression, Ophelia wasn’t like this.
But she admitted it; she was indeed involved in what happened to Hastings family.
Ophelia looked at Scott without offering any explanation. It seemed nearly impossible for her to escape in her current state. Only by making Scott oppose her could Phoebe leave him alone
Seeing standing there dazed and not moving, Phoebe panicked. She thought, ‘Useless! It’s come to this, and he’s still not taking action. What’s he waiting for?‘
Phoebe clutched the wound on her shoulder, placing her entire weight on Ophelia. She glared at Fiona, then leaned back. digging her fingers fiercely into the injury on Ophelia’s leg.
Ophelia winced from the pain and instinctively pushed the person in front of her away. In an instant, several bodyguards in black stepped forward.
Fighting bare fists agains multiple opponents was tough. Blood still trickled from her leg wound, and she accidentally triggered a trap, releasing a flurry of arrows that whizzed past Ophelia’s cheek.
Ophelia tried her best to dodge, but one of the arrows struck her in the calf, forcing her to kneel on one knee,
“Ophelia…” Scott rushed forward but was blocked by Fiona.
Ophelia’s arms were pinned behind her, cold sweat dampening her bangs.
She really had no strength left. Her vision blurred, the surroundings were silent, and all she could hear was her own breathing.
Suddenly, she longed for Kenneth. If she had any regrets about living a new life, apart from not having developed the slums
yet,
it was that she hadn’t shared a child with Kenneth.
She thought, ‘But maybe it’s for the best, with nothing to hold me back.
Meanwhile, two hours had already passed. Chloe hadn’t received a call from Ophelia. She called back, but there was no answer. She believed that something must have happened.
She thought, ‘Even if I report to the police now, there’s no certain when they will start searching for Elia. Reaching out to Mr. Sinclair is more effective than calling the police right now!
She handed Wyatt to Eric and drove alone to Rosewood Manor.
Dellanex Private International Airport. Kenneth’s well–defined fingers held the phone close to his ear.
The voice of Liam came through the phone. “Mr. Sinclair, it’s a relief you haven’t boarded yet. It’s about Mrs. Sinclair. Someone’s kidnapped Scott to threaten her. She might be in danger.”
Kenneth frowned slightly. His high–bridged nose supported a pair of gold–rimmed glasses. Beneath the lenses, his deep, dark eyes seemed to hold eternal ice. Someone kidnapped Scott to threaten Ophelia.
Back when Scott got injured, Ophelia felt so guilty. This time, she definitely wouldn’t ignore Scott’s situation.-
With her personality, she could handle everything on her own with ease, but once she had a weakness, she’d feel constrained.
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“Mr. Sinclair, if you don’t want any regrets, you should go find a yourself.” Chloe shouted into the phone. She didn’t want to see that helpless, disappointed look in Ophelia’s eyes again.
Kenneth stayed in his phone stance while Caleb, who heard the call, immediately started his investigation.
After the call ended, Caleb had already found the information. Mr. Sinclair, Jonathan has been in Dellanex recently. Is it possible that…” Besides the Davidson family, he couldn’t think of anyone else.
“Find them.”
“Yes!”
Several minutes later, Kenneth showed up in front of a Eurasian style mansion, which was surrounded by several black SUVS.
When Jonathan’s subordinate, Jim, came out with his team, this was the scene he encountered. “Mr. Sinclair, what’s going on here?” As soon as he spoke, Jim was held down by Caleb and Barrett.
The black dress pants perfectly outlined Kenneth’s long and straight legs. He stepped onto the porch, walking into the house one step at a time.
His black leather shoes echoed on the smooth marble floor. Despite his hurried pace, his expression remained remarkably composed.
At the top of the stairway on the second floor, Jonathan glanced at the intruders and then at his men, who were no longer in control.
His icy blue eyes were veiled with a layer of frost. “Kenneth Sinclair, what do you mean by this? Trespassing on my property, I could just shoot you right now.”
Kenneth shot back, “Looks like last time’s lesson wasn’t enough for you?”
Thinking about last time made Jonathan feel frustrated. He had nearly been caught by the police in Dellanex and had some illegal arms shipments seized, all because of Kenneth.
“I warned you, mess with my girl, and be ready for the consequences.” Kenneth’s voice was icy cold.
Jonathan slowly walked down the stairs, a disdainful look in his eyes. Now he understood. Surely Kenneth was behind this grand scheme, all thanks to Phoebe’s meddling.
“Your girl? Have you got a marriage license with Ophelia? Are you married? How can you call her yours? Didn’t you say on the phone last time that she was none of your business? Think it’s fair competition, right?”
Kenneth thought, ‘Fair competition? As if he is worthy of it?‘
Kenneth was like a lion whose territory had been challenged, his jaw clenched and eyes fierce. “Can the Davidson family handle it?”
Jonathan raised an eyebrow, a devilish smile forming on his lips. He thought, ‘Who does he think he is threatening? Does he think I’m scared? At worst, it will be mutual destruction.
The Death Guild is no simple adversary, but the Davidson family has deep roots; I’m not afraid.
Two men of similar height stood face to face, ice–blue eyes meeting deep, green eyes. For a moment, the tension in the room was palpable.
“Jonathan!” A cold voice echoed from the doorway.
Jonathan was briefly dazed but instantly turned towards the voice.
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Chapter 283
Someone cried, “Ms. Emma Davidson!”
Everyone in the room simultaneously turned to look at the door. The stern look in Jonathan’s eyes disappeared the moment he saw the person at the door.
“Emma…” Jonathan ignored Kenneth and directly walked toward Chloe without acknowledging Kenneth in front of him.
“Emma, where have you been all these years…” He excitedly grabbed Chloe’s shoulders, looking her over. She was just as before, unchanged.
His sister had returned. He couldn’t hide his excitement.
A man nearly six feet three suddenly turned into a joyful cat, dancing with joy. His icy blue eyes instantly warmed. “Emma, I knew you were still alive…”
Chloe sighed, looking disappointedly at Jonathan in front of her Kidnapping and coercion, such trivial crimes, yet he dared to be her brother.
She shifted her gaze from Jonathan to Kenneth, with a hint of guilt in her eyes.
However, Kenneth’s expression remained indifferent, showing no surprise at all. His guess was correct. She was indeed connected to the Davidson family.
Chloe, with a cold and detached look, was completely opposite to the excited Jonathan in front of her, speaking in an accusatory tone. “Where’s Elia?”
“Who?” Jonathan raised an eyebrow, taking a moment to realize who Chloe was talking about. “You mean Ophelia?”
Chloe frowned, looking at him displeased.
