Rebirth: Clinging to My Possessive Magnate-Chapter 836: Whom to Hate

"Charles, have you decided to announce your divorce from Ophelia Wilson?" Hayley Cole asked.

"Yes, tomorrow." James Reed said, "We can’t delay any longer... Ophelia has never wanted to remarry me, so we have to announce it."

The key is, today is already the third day of Hayley Cole’s promise. 𝑓𝓇𝘦ℯ𝘸𝘦𝑏𝓃𝑜𝘷ℯ𝑙.𝑐𝑜𝓂

"Alright, you should announce it tomorrow." Hayley Cole stated confidently.

Listening to Hayley Cole’s confident tone, James Reed knew she must have found something against Ophelia Wilson. However, he pretended not to know.

"Okay. Miss Cole, if there’s nothing else, I’ll hang up. I’m a bit tired." James Reed’s words saddened Hayley Cole greatly, "Alright, rest well. You’ll realize Ophelia Wilson isn’t worthy of your kindness."

James Reed said nothing more and hung up the phone.

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"Sophie Wilson, are you satisfied now?" Ophelia Wilson asked through gritted teeth, "James divorced me. I’ve lost everything, absolutely everything!"

Ophelia Wilson was on the verge of madness but couldn’t leave the house. If she went outside, reporters would catch her, and she didn’t want to face their questions.

However, staying at home was suffocating and painful. Just now, James Reed called her, saying there would be a press conference tomorrow to announce their divorce.

"We could’ve attended it together, but Ophelia, you better not come. I don’t want you to face those reporters and cameras. Ophelia, I still believe in you." James Reed’s considerate words shattered her heart.

The happiness she had grasped was now shattered, ruined by Sophie Wilson—how could she not be furious?

How could she not be angry?

She had to find the culprit and give them a good berating!

Upon hearing Ophelia’s accusations, Sophie wasn’t at all angry and smiled good-naturedly, "Ophelia Wilson, do you think your misfortune is because of me?"

"At this point, is there any need to deny?" Ophelia questioned, "You’ve already brought me to this extent. You’ve already won. What else do you have to deny?"

"You even uploaded that video of mine online, didn’t you ruin me? Fine, you got your wish. What more do you want? What? Don’t even have the courage to admit it?"

Ophelia was holding back anger, her questions firing like bullets in quick succession.

Sophie laughed and said, "Ophelia Wilson, I suggest you first check your email. After you see it, you’ll know who you should actually hate."

With that, Sophie directly hung up the phone.

Ophelia furrowed her brows. Even though she suspected it was Sophie’s trick, she couldn’t resist looking at her email.

Opening the email, Ophelia was thunderstruck, her eyes wide with disbelief.

She recognized every word in the email, but the meaning they conveyed filled her with cold despair, as if she fell into a frozen abyss, making her collapse!

This, this can’t be real... how could it be?

While Ophelia was doubting her life, Sophie happily put away her phone, turned off the light, and comfortably lay in bed to sleep.

Yes, she needed plenty of energy for tomorrow’s show.