Chapter 129
The car pulled up to a private dock, where a few yachts were moored by the shore.
From afar, Emily noticed several men in black standing on the pier. On the yacht’s deck was someone with hands and feet tied, a burlap bag over one’s head.
Excitement flashed in her eyes. Emily thought, ‘Could that be Ophelia? Since Sophia could openly bring her here, it should be fine for me to go. If only I could kill Ophelia with my hands, now that would be satisfying!
“Let me out of the car. I want to go take a look!” Emily smirked, a hint of malice in her eyes; her tone was more like she was ordering a servant.
Caught in her dilemma, Sophia stopped hesitating when she heard those words.
Sophia thought, ‘After all, she never saw me as a mother, only ever taking from me.‘
Sophia didn’t say anything. She just unlocked the car for Emily to get out.
The sky outside was a dull gray, and the waves along the shore were especially strong.
Emily carefully hid behind another yacht, observing the woman in the sack not far away, completely motionless.
“Ophelia, I didn’t expect to see you like this.”
“Hmm, there are many things you wouldn’t expect.”
Emily was taken aback. She thought, ‘Why does the voice from above sound so familiar?‘
She looked up and met Ophelia’s icy gaze, her pupils dilating as she instinctively stepped back two paces.
Emily glanced again at the person nearby. She thought, “That woman isn’t Ophelia? What is Sophia doing? Couldn’t she sort out something so simple?‘
She furrowed her eyebrows, nervously watching Ophelia in front of her.
Ophelia’s gaze was calm, her pale face expressionless. In a black coat, she stood there like a ghost.
Emily was wary of any tricks from Ophelia in front of her, watching closely while her steps moved backward.
Suddenly, Emily’s retreat ca
