Chapter 287
Ophelia wrapped her hands around the iron chain, gripping it tightly. Blood stained a section of the chain, trailing down her pale arm.
Phoebe held her shoulder wound, feeling incredibly satisfied as he looked at the powerless person in front of her.
She couldn’t bear to let Ophelia in front of her die just yet; if time allowed it, she’d love to torment her a bit more.
Someone asked, “Ms. Davidson, what about Fiona?”
Phoebe looked at the unconscious Fiona. Her worth had been exhausted, and she knew too much. There was no point in keeping her around.
Once Kenneth discovered Ophelia was dead, he would definitely blame the Davidson family.
She thought, ‘Haven’t the Davidson family treated me like a dog all these years? Then I’ll make sure the Davidson family regrets it!’
She said, “Throw her in, with Ophelia. How are you doing, Elia? You’ve got company on your final journey.”
Ophelia laughed coldly and said, “Phoebe, you’re truly heartless. You don’t even spare your subordinates…”
“Who told her to plead for you? Disloyal people deserve to die!” Phoebe said as if it were obvious. The bodyguard threw Fiona at Ophelia’s feet.
“Light it!” She wanted to watch Ophelia turn to ashes with her own eyes.
The bodyguard lit a torch and threw it into the air in a perfect arc, the flames landing on the gasoline-soaked ground.
The fire sprang up, slowly consuming everything around it.
Being so close to the woods, with the grass and trees ready to burn, and after gasoline was poured, the fire grew larger in no time.
The setting sun outside shone through the warehouse cracks, with the firelight flickering and a touch of the beautiful sunset reflecting in Ophelia’s dark eyes.
The blazing heat gradually moved closer. She thought, ‘Is this really how I’m going to die?’ She hadn’t seen Kenneth one last time, which was a shame.
But maybe dying like this was okay; at least her body would disappear without a trace, and that Kenneth wouldn’t cling to her and die with her.
She thought she had no regrets. Yet at this moment, her mind was flooded with all the things she hadn’t done.
She hadn’t started the slum redevelopment, hadn’t kept Scott safe, hadn’t read the new script Kevin wanted to show her, hadn’t bought a house for Chloe, nor Wyatt his favorite cotton candy.
She still hadn’t eaten the lollipop Eric had given her before. Sharon wanted her to accompany her to choose outfits for the film festival. Christopher’s company was about to go public. Theo had invited her for a game of chess last week. Cody and the others were waiting for her to plan how to secure the sports arena project. It felt like there was still so much left to do… The cartoon figure she’d made for Kenneth was still not given to him. Whatever… Ophelia’s hands slowly relaxed their grip on the chains, her eyelids feeling heavy.
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Chapter 287
A massive of black SUV’s roated up from the base of the mountain. Phoebe turned her head and saw Kenneth and Jonathan getting out of the car together,
With her expression froze, she thought, ‘What is happening? Why are the two of them here together? They shouldn’t be…
Phoebe’s face turned ghostly pale when she saw Chloe step out of the car.
Chloe was actually back. Not being able to get rid of her was Phoebe’s biggest mistake.
Flames shot into the sky, threatening to consume the whole warehouse. Everyone’s eyes reflected the blazing fire.
The old machinery in the warehouse exploded, sending flames everywhere, a huge fireball reaching the sky.
A group of bodyguards from the car immediately raised their pistols and surrounded the people at the warehouse entrance. Jonathan marched forward and kicked Phoebe. “Who gave you the nerve? Where is Ophelia? Where is she?” Phoebe was kicked to the ground, her arm injured, and she rolled helplessly on the floor.
She got up and looked at the warehouse, her eyes full of pride. She thought, ‘So what if they come now. It is too late. Ophelia was doomed!’
Jonathan could barely resist shooting her, but saving Ophelia was more important at the moment.
Chloe stared intently at the warehouse, her face turning pale. She thought, ‘No! Elia couldn’t be inside, couldn’t be…
“What are you standing around for?! Put out the fire! Put it out!” Chloe immediately ordered her team to put out the fire, but the flames were shooting up into the sky, spewing thick black smoke. It couldn’t be put out.
The Davidson family’s staff had never seen Chloe so panicked. They quickly took out the car fire extinguishers and started spraying the burning warehouse.
But it was like trying to put out a raging fire with a glass of water. It was completely useless.
Kenneth stood as if his legs were weighed down with lead, his face expressionless, while the glasses with gold rims reflected the blazing fire.
Apart from the crackling of the flames around him, he seemed to hear nothing else. His heart felt numb long ago, and it seemed like his blood was flowing backward..
No, his little one would be fine. He forced himself to move and pulled Phoebe up from the ground. “Ophelia isn’t in there, right? Tell me she’s not!”
His voice was hoarse, and he had never been this breathless before. “I’m asking you, is Ophelia not in there? Speak!”
Phoebe clutched at the wound that ached from being pulled. For the first time, she saw Kenneth being so self-deluding, his eyes glowing red from the firelight, veins visible.
She had never seen Kenneth like this before. He had never looked at her with such hope and love.
Suddenly, Phoebe found it absurd and ended up laughing out loud.
She coughed and said, “Kenneth Sinclair, are you deceiving yourself? You’re so laughable because how could Ophelia not be in there? She’s right inside. She’s in there, and by now, she’s probably reduced to ashes…” Kenneth suddenly let go, but Phoebe held his arm tightly, refusing to let go.
She continued, “It was the Davidson siblings who made me do all this. If you’re looking to blame someone, blame them! They’re the ones who killed Ophelia…”
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“Phoebe!” Jonathan growled
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Phoebe laughed even more crazily. “Ophelia Sinclair is dead! Kenneth… Back then, I loved you so much… Yet you kept hurting me…. I wanted Ophelia to die so you’d finally notice me, love me…
“If it weren’t for Ophelia, I’d be the one marrying you… It would be me…”
Kenneth pushed her aside and walked step by step towards the warehouse.
“Mr. Sinclair!” Chloe tried to stop him, but with the explosion sound, Jonathan held her back.
The ground around them trembled.
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“Mr. Sinclair, you can’t go any further!” Caleb and Barrett, who had been tackling the fire, immediately stopped what they were doing and blocked Kenneth’s path from either side.
The firelight caught Kenneth’s features, making them even more defined.
They said, “Mr. Sinclair, we’re putting out the fire. Mrs. Sinclair, she’s going to be okay.”
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