COMMENT
Chapter 193
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Jonathan said, “We meet again, Ms. Spencer.”
Jonathan tilted his head, his icy blue eyes gazing at Ophelia with an almost amused expression. His eyes were like a snake flicking its tongue at her, sending chills down her spine.
Ophelia struggled to swallow, her lips parted but she couldn’t say a word. Her delicate eyebrows knitted together slightly.
Fiona, Jonathan called.
Ophelia finally realized the woman who brought her here was named Fiona
Fiona took a small bottle from her waist and sprayed it at Ophelia’s face.
A minty scent drifted past Ophelia’s nose, and in just a few seconds, the tightness in her throat vanished.
“Nice to see you again, Mr. Davidson, Ophelia said. Her voice was hoarse, but each word was strong, with a calm and composed demeanor.
Jonathan’s eyes were full of interest, and he was surprised that her first words didn’t question why he had captured her. Jonathan said, “Have a seat.”
Ophelia’s legs slowly regained feeling, allowing her to walk over but by bit on her own. She sat on the sofa before Jonathan, still in her party dress
The black cat in Jonathan’s arms arched its hack, turned its head and fixed its sapphire eyes on Ophelia, as if she had. intruded into its territory. The cat meowed.
“Rude,” Jonathan said icily.
The black cat instantly turned back, continued to curl up on Jonathan’s lap, and closed its eyes.
Ophelia said, “Even though the Davidson family isn’t aristocratic, it is still the leading family in Yoskela’s underworld with principles. Wouldn’t the Davidsons disdain such a basic method as kidnapping
Ophelia spoke each word, her voice steady, with her clear eyes covered by a layer of frost, looking at Jonathan with indifference and distance. She wasn’t like this when she was around Kenneth
“Want some dessert?” Jonathan asked tentatively.
Ophelia replied, “No, thanks. Eating too much gives me a toothache. She couldn’t quite understand Jonathan. She asked, “Did you invite me to teach me a lesson on Phoebe’s behalf?”
Jonathan’s eyebro
