From Hatred to Passionate Love Amelia Hart

Chapter 180 Drugged and Put on a Plane Penelope thought for a moment, then shook her head, and refused, "No, I can't go now." "Are you having second thoughts? Have you grown too fond of the Davis family's wealth?" Grandpa Davis looked at her as he asked. "Penelope, don't be delusional. As long as you live, I won't let you succeed!" Her resolve was clear, she said, "I will go, but not now." Her mother hadn't awakened, and Kelvin was still recuperating. She couldn't just abandon everything and leave in haste.

Leaving physically but leaving one's heart behind served no purpose.

If Penelope were to leave, it would be for good, never to return.

"I can see you're attached, regretful," Grandpa Davis said. "Penelope, there's no choice anymore, the Davis family won't tolerate you any longer!" She realized, "So, you used Fiona as a decoy to lurehere." "That wretch Fiona, I won't let her off. She'll never live an easy day... but Penelope, compared to her, I've been merciful to you!" Grandpa Davis remarked.

Penelope stepped back, and stated, "I've made it clear. I'm waiting for everything to settle, especially for my mother. I won't leave her alone!" Not just her mother, there was also her father in prison, and the truth was within reach.

Just a little more time, she thought, soon it'll be all settled...

Why force her to leave now? Turning around, Penelope hurried towards the exit, yet a bodyguard came, blocking her path.

"Go away," she demanded, "I'm heading back to The King Manor." The bodyguard looked towards Grandpa Davis.

To everyone's surprise, the old man waved him off, "Let her go." Penelope's face lit up, and she quickly quickened her pace.

However, the moment one foot stepped through the door, a faint and peculiar scent hit her nostrils, and then darkness consumed her consciousness.

Watching Penelope collapse to the floor, Grandpa Davis let out a cold, mocking chuckle. "You think you can play games with me? You're still wet behind the ears, girl." He was well into his seventies, having weathered all the storms life could throw at him. Penelope was no match for him.

"Take her to the airport," Grandpa Davis commanded, "Arrange a flight, ship her out of the country, and make sure she never sets foot in L.A. again!" "Yes, sir," replied the bodyguard, promptly carrying out the order.

Only then did Grandpa Davis smile with satisfaction.

Women, they were a da dozen. With the clout and standing of the Davis family, what kind of woman couldn't Kelvin have? He would arrange it all - beauties of every shape and style, for Kelvin to choose at his leisure.

When Kelvin is immersed in the allure of women, Grandpa Davis doesn't believe he will remain hung up on Penelope.

Tis the best healer.

The bodyguards lifted Penelope into the car and sped away from the vacation home. The car vanished into the distance.

When Penelope cto, her ears rang with a thunderous, incredibly loud noise.

As consciousness crept back, she sat up abruptly, surveying her surroundings.

This was... a private jet! She was on a plane! Penelope rushed to the window and looked out to see nothing but blue sky and white clouds.

She was high above the ground! Grandpa Davis was indeed a man of action. He said he'd send her away, and that's exactly what he did, efficiently and without delay.

Now, thousands of feet in the air, she had no chance of escape. It was a true case of having nowhere to turn. "So this is it?" Penelope murmured to herself. "All this longing to escape, to be whisked away like this?" "What about my parents? What about the truth?" muttered, frustratedly.

But she wasn't in control of any of these things.

And what about Kelvin? What would his face look like when he discovered she was gone? Would he clooking for her? Could he even find her? Meanwhile, at the hospital, Kelvin was half propped up on the hospital bed, holding a stack of documents that he hadn't flipped through for a long while.

Ryan stood by, not daring to make a sound.

Planning your weekend reading? Ensure you're on novi L5sfor uninterrupted enjoyment. The next chapter is just a click away, exclusively available on our site. Happy reading! From his years of experience at Mr. Davis's side, he knew that Mr. Davis's mood was... incredibly foul.

Although Kelvin appeared to be looking at the documents, his mind wasn't absorbing a single word; couldn't concentrate.

"Mr. Davis, maybe..." Ryan ventured tentatively, "We should call it a day and continue tomorrow?" With a sharp slap, Kelvin slammed the papers down on the table.

"Mr. Davis..." Eyan tried to reason.

Kelvin commanded, "Get out." Ryan agreed, "Yes, sir." Pressing against his forehead, Kelvin paused for a moment before he barked another command: "Cback!" Ryan could only turn on his heel: "Mr. Davis, did you need something?" But Kelvin fell silent again.

"You know, if you're missing Mrs. Davis, you could just give her a call," Ryan suggested hesitantly. "Even if you can't see her, hearing her voice or having a video chat might ease that longing." Kelvin shot him a cool glance as he said, "Did I ask for your opinion?" Ryan hung his head.

After Ryan had left, Kelvin picked up his phone and dialed Penelope's number.

No answer.

She's not taking his calls? Fine.

Kelvin promptly rang up the butler and asked, "Where is Penelope?" "Mr. Davis, are you asking about Mrs. Davis?" the butler inquired.

"Who else?" Kelvin retorted.

"Didn't Mrs. Davis go to the hospital to be with you?" the butler responded, "She hasn't cback ever." A dark expression immediately clouded Kelvin's face, and asked, "What did you say? She didn't return?" "That's right. I thought Mrs. Davis had decided to stay overnight in the hospital," the butler informed.

Planning your weekend reading? Ensure you're on novi L5sfor uninterrupted enjoyment. The next chapter is just a click away, exclusively available on our site. Happy reading! This isn't good! Kelvin instantly sensed that something was amiss! He threw back the covers and ordered, "Search, I want a citywide search for Penelope in LA!" She had left early but hadn't yet to return to The King Manor. Where could she be? Two possibilities raced through Kelvin's mind- One, she had run into trouble again.

Two, she had fled.

Either scenawas more than Kelvin could bear! As Kelvin emerged from the ward, everyone around was taken aback.

They swarmed around him, concerned, "Mr. Davis, your hand..." "What are you waiting for? Find Penelope!" Kelvin seized the arm of a nearby bodyguard, the cityn upside down if you have to, but find Penelope!" "Mrs. Davis? Didn't she leave the hospital early in the morning?" the bodyguard asked. Kelvin's expression was grim, and replied, "Yes, she left. Where did she go after that? Check the security footage every camera in the hospital. I want to look at them all!" "The old man has arranged Mrs. Davis's movements these past few days," the bodyguard said. Kelvin realized, 'Yes, after the injury, it had been his Grandfather controlling Penelope!' He abruptly let go of the bodyguard, his lips pressed into a thin line, his expression daunting.

"Mr. Davis, your hand needs to be immobilized, you can't just-" the bodyguard stated with concern.

"Get out of my way!" he brushed them off, "Finding her is what matters!" Kelvin strode towards the elevator banks.

He couldn't afford to care about anything else now, not his hand, not his disability...

none of it! Penelope was what mattered! He had to find her! Even in this moment of turmoil, Kelvin managed to hold onto a sliver of composure, he called out, "Timothy."

"I'm right here," Timothy's voice cthrough groggy with sleep, "Finally, got a day to myself, catching up on sz's. What's your beef now?"