Revenge Of The Jilted Bride (Ophelia) novel Chapter 301

Chapter 301 

Naturally, no one paid attention to the woman’s parting words. Everyone ignored what had happened just now. 

Kenneth continued to guide Ophelia, picked a few more dishes and returned to the table to eat. 

The sky outside gradually grew dark. By the time they came down to eat, it was already late, and most of the restaurant patrons had left by then. 

Ophelia was very full and quite satisfied. 

“Finished eating?” Kenneth grabbed a napkin and, like a caring father, helped her wipe her mouth. 

“Yeah, let’s go upstairs.” 

After a long day, they all needed a good rest since tomorrow they had to head into Jenton early. 

“Alright,” Kenneth stood up, and the other guild members followed his lead, heading out of the restaurant together. They thought the little incident from earlier had blown over. 

But to their surprise, just as they left the restaurant, they heard a loud commotion approaching from a distance. “Who dares to bully my nephew? I think they have a death wish! Don’t worry, I’ll get revenge for him!” 

“That’s right! Let’s see who’s brave enough to act so recklessly. They’re tired of living!” 

don’t care who they are. On our turf today, even if he’s a big shot, he better behave and stay low! I’ll teach him a lesson More than twenty punks wearing flashy clothes were wielding weapons, led by the same middle–aged woman from earlier. 

It was clear that the woman was back to take revenge. She paused. “It’s them! Who knows where these outsiders came from!” 

“Hmph, seems like they don’t know the rules of this Golten,” The leader, a stocky man, said as he ordered his group to surround them. The woman no longer looked as frightened as she had been earlier. Arrogance was now clearly displayed on her face. 

She thought they had outnumbered Kenneth and wondered how they would deal with this now. She looked at Ophelia with contempt. “Hmph, I told you to apologize, but you didn’t. If you don’t leave something behind today, don’t think you can leave!” 

She had expected Ophelia to be scared out of her wits, but instead, Ophelia remained extremely calm, leaning back lazily with one hand supporting her forehead. 

Kenneth’s baseball cap was pulled low, hiding most of his face except for his lower half, and his lips curled into a cold, emotionless smile. “Rules?” he repeated the word, letting it roll off his tongue. 

Throughout all of Heloria, Kenneth was the one who made the rules. 

“Honey, I’m so tired,” Ophelia leaned on the wheelchair, her head tilted up to meet the eyes under his cap. 

Kenneth brushed the hair off her forehead. “Tired? Then we’ll go to bed early.” 

“Sure.” 

The middle–aged woman saw that instead of being scared, Ophelia didn’t take them seriously at all and even started showing off their affection, which made her even angrier. “Get them! Teach them a lesson!” 

She wondered if Ophelia could still be like this. She thought Ophelia and Kenneth were just outsiders who didn’t know the rules and intended to teach them a lesson. 

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Chapter 301 

The thugs raised their bats and charged, but the couple in the riddle carried on their casual chat as if nothing was happening, not even flinching. The next moment, the sound of painful cries echoed at the restaurant’s entrance. 

“Honey, it’s so noisy!” Ophelia pouted, her eyes blinking innocently. 

“Yeah, it’s too noisy,” Kenneth agreed with a slightly colder tone) 

The guild members worked together with their partners seamlessly. They immediately understood after hearing Kenneth and Ophelia’s conversation. As soon as the thugs rushed up, they would tear off their shirts to gag them and then kick them 

away. 

One after another, more than twenty thugs flew out like kites with broken strings. 

In less than ten minutes, the guild had them all on the floor. The hotel’s air conditioning made the white marble floor ice- cold, and the shirtless men writhed in pain, feeling both the cold and the agony. Bats and sticks were everywhere. 

The woman pulled her brother back, fear showing in her eyes. She never expected they would be dealing with such skilled fighters. She didn’t know what to do but shouted, “How dare you cause trouble in Golten! Do you even know who he is?” 

The man being pulled back finally came to his senses and straightened his back. “Yeah! Do you even know who I am? Offending me is like offending our boss! I’m one of DarkHawk’s men! Go ask around to find out who DarkHawk is!” 

Upon hearing the name “DarkHawk,” the guild members exchanged glances. 

Kenneth let out a cold chuckle, his eyes lifting slightly from under the brim of his hat. “Well then, let your boss come and help you out.” 

The chubby man leading them thought Kenneth looked familiar but couldn’t recall anything. Seeing the situation, he could only make a call. 

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The night in Golten was intense. There was a rumor that after 9 PM, no one should be found on the streets of Golten. So at this moment, there wasn’t a single soul on the street outside. 

In the first–floor lobby, a bunch of shirtless thugs huddled together, while a middle–aged woman and a man stood to the side, looking like quails in front of these tough guys. “Will your boss come?” The middle–aged woman asked. 

If he didn’t come, they wouldn’t be able to leave today. 

The chubby man kept glancing at his phone, then at the man on the sofa. The man sat with his legs crossed, one arm resting on the armrest, spinning a ring on his ring finger.