From Hatred to Passionate Love Amelia Hart

Chapter 90 Mr. Walker Need Not Pity Her Penelope's heart sank. Though she knew Monica had caused trouble, she still felt uneasy.

"She didn't mention it," Penelope said, clenching her hands nervously, "Did she tell you?" "Hmm." She grew more anxious: "What did she say?" Kelvin looked into her eyes: "All is well." "And?" "What else?" Penelope breathed a sigh of relief: "Nothing. I... I'm just worried about the child." If Lily found out the child wasn't Kelvin's, there would be hell to pay, and the current situation would be thrown into disarray! She wouldn't be able to keep the child anymore! Kelvin leaned back in his chair: "The bastard you're carrying gets checked every now and then. Speaking of which, I should arrange a comprehensive prenatal check-up for Fiona." "Oh, best wishes to you both," Penelope said, not caring in the slightest, "Anything else?" She had worked all day, was dead tired, and just wanted to take a bath and lie down. "Yes," Kelvin raised an eyebrow, "Tomorrow morning, Brandon will cto my office. You need to be there." "Why? Didn't you say I seduced him?" "Just be there when I tell you!" "Oh." As Penelope was about to leave, she caught a glimpse of the divorce agreement on his desk.

She ventured to ask: "Shall we... get the divorce over with as soon as possible?" To her surprise, Kelvin's expression darkened: "It's not up to you to decide!" She pouted: "Then we stick to the timeline in the agreement. It's almost tanyway." Before closing the study door, she added: "Don't get too angry, it ages you, brings on early menopause." Kelvin's gaze turned frosty in an instant.

But Penelope had already made her escape.

The next day as soon as she arrived at the company, Ryan summoned her to the president's office.

Not long after, Brandon arrived.

He seemed surprised to see Penelope, then smiled warmly: "Ms. Cooper, we meet again." Brandon didn't greet Kelvin first, but her.

This made Penelope feel somewhat flattered and she quickly responded politely: "Hello, Mr. Walker." "I've been looking over your designs these past few days, and I realize you've been quite excellent since university." "Thank you for your appreciation, Mr. Walker." Brandon looked towards Kelvin: "Mr. Davis, having such an employee is truly enviable." Kelvin raised an eyebrow: "You seem quite interested in her." "For sreason, she feels very familiar to me," Brandon said, "like an old friend I've known for a long time, a late encounter." "Oh?" "Just a feeling," Brandon replied, "I've never met Ms. Cooper before." Penelope nodded in agreement: "Yes, that's right." Kelvin hummed lowly, instructing: "Still standing? Don't you know to prepare coffee for Mr. Walker?" "Right away." These tasks were usually handled by secretarial staff, but today Kelvin insisted she do it.

It must be to belittle her in front of Brandon! She had to be extra careful, to be perfectly proper! But just her luck, as Penelope handed the coffee cup to Kelvin, her hand trembled uncontrollably, spilling coffee on his trousers.

"I'm so sorry, Mr. Davis!" she immediately apologized.

Kelvin looked at her with a cool gaze: "How do you handle things?" "I'll take care of it right away." Penelope pulled out a tissue, ready to wipe it off.

"Mr. Davis, it's just a small mistake," Brandon said, "Besides, Ms. Cooper is a designer, she shouldn't be doing this kind of work." Kelvin scoffed: "This is all she's fit for!" Penelope bit her lip, crouching before him, focused on wiping the tea off his trousers, annoyed at herself for not being steady.

Kelvin's gaze remained overhead; she looked up to meet his eyes and saw him glance at her knees.

She got the message.

Crouching wasn't enough.

She had to kneel.

With no choice, Penelope complied.

Brandon was taken aback: "This is..." "It's fine," Penelope said, "I've disturbed you both, I'll go prepare another." Kelvin spoke coldly: "If you can't even handle this little thing, get out, no need to cback in!" "Yes." He had achieved his purpose of humiliating her in front of Brandon, naturally, he didn't want to see her again. Brandon looked at Penelope, hesitating to speak.

"Mr. Walker need not pity her," Kelvin said with a light smile, "This woman is far from as simple as she appears." Brandon said no more and began discussing work.

But after leaving the Davis Group, he told his assistant: "From now on, if Penelope comes to see me, grant her special permission, no blocking, no need to announce." "Yes, Mr. Walker. Why are you so kind to this Mrs. Cooper? Really just because you fancy her?" Brandon just smiled: "Hmm. It seems she has a hard time. Consider it helping her." The real reason, only he knew best.

Penelope stood by the window, watching Brandon get into the car, her mind filled with doubt.

What did Brandon find appealing about her? She touched her face, did she resemble an old friend of his?

Planning your weekend reading? Ensure you're on novi L5sfor 5sfor uninterrupted teenjoyment. The next chapter is just a click away, exclusively available on our site. Happy reading! "Ding-dong," her phone suddenly received an email from abroad.

Penelope opened it-

"I'm now close to a Mr. Davis, becoming friends with him. In due course, I will slowly probe and seek Wont tush, the truth. Don't rush, don't worry, take care of yourself, wait for my return, delete after reading." It was Nathan.

Though he wasn't in LA, his heart was always there.

He hadn't forgotten her; he was doing everything he could to help her.

Reading the email, Penelope's heart filled with warmth.

Though the road was long and bitter, and she didn't know where the light and exit were, one day...

She would reach the end.

Tears welled up in Penelope's eyes as she deleted the email, leaving no trace.

There was always someone fighting alongside her.

Suddenly, she wasn't afraid anymore.

Penelope went to work energized, still staying late before returning home.

As she entered the living room, she found Fiona there too! The table was laden with nutritional supplements, desserts, coffee, and the like, with Fiona sitting proudly next to Kelvin, arm in arm.

"Ah, Penelope's back," Fiona said, "Just in time, I can't finish all these, you help me." "If I'm not mistaken, these are mine."

"Yours?" Fiona covered her mouth and laughed, "Mr. Davis, she says it's hers, what should we do, I ate her things." Kelvin asked pointedly: "Penelope, in the entire King Manor, what belongs to you?" She had nothing.

She calone and would leave alone.

"It was Grandpa Davis who gave them to me," Penelope replied.

"My grandfather gave them to someone carrying the Davis family bloodline," Kelvin said, "What are you?"