From Hatred to Passionate Love Amelia Hart

Chapter 161 You're Going to Be Whipped Penelope looked around cautiously, noticing nobody was paying attention to them, she tugged at Monica's sleeve, "There's something I have to tell you." "Spill it," Monica said in anticipation.

"I found the guy from that night," Penelope confessed.

Monica's eyes widened in shock, "Who is it? How did you get in touch? Are you sure?" "Certain," Penelope affirmed with a nod, "Everything checks out." "Who?" Monica asked, her curiosity peaked.

"Kelvin." Penelope revealed.

Monica stared at Penelope, her eyes wide and unblinking, "What... did... you... say?" "It's him, no mistake," Penelope continued, "I figured it out after getting a new earpiece and listening to the conversation between Fiona and my mom." Monica sat next to her, unable to recover from the revelation for a long while. This was too horrifying and extremely overwhelming.

"Wait, letprocess this... Think, think..." Monica stammered, "If it's Kelvin, then your child... was also his, and he... he aborted your baby?!?!" Penelope nodded again to confirm Monica's conclusion. Each tthis topic resurfaced; it was like reopening her wounds.

"Oh God, this is insane, my poor Penelope..." Monica embraced her, "Don't be too hard on yourself." The one who always understood her best was her best friend.

"It's a lie to say it doesn't hurt, I need tto heal," Penelope assured her, patting her shoulder, "I'm fine." "How can you be fine? Sigh... Penelope, I'm here with you no matter what." Out of nowhere, Timothy popped up again, standing to one side.

"You two are always huddled together, whispering like ssecret agents. What's going on?" Timothy asked, "Things seem calm lately. What happened?" Monica rolled her eyes at him. "None of your business," she said, snappily.

"But you weren't like this yesterday..." Timothy teased.

"Yesterday was yesterday, today is today!" Monica exclaimed, slightly annoyed.

Hearing this, Timothy actually let out a sigh of relief. "Good, good. Monica, you're back to your usual self. I couldn't get used to you being all different yesterday!" Mid-conversation, Ryan appeared at the entrance to the jewelry department.

"Mr. Foster, Mr. Davis requests your presence. Also, the executives from jewelry are scheduling an emergency meeting." "Sure," Timothy replied.

"Why the sudden meeting?" Monica wondered.

"When the big boss calls, who dares to disobey? Better get ready," Timothy said, nonchalantly.

Penelope silently nodded her agreement.

At the CEO's office, Timothy pushed the door open. "What's up? You had Assistant Ryan summon me?" he asked.

Kelvin tossed a wedding ring onto the table. "Dispose of it," he said, coldly.

"Isn't that for Fiona..." Timothy remarked.

"I don't want to hear that never again," Kelvin remarked, icily.

"What happened?" Timothy inquired.

Kelvin, rubbing his forehead, seemed at a loss for where to begin but shared the story with Timothy. They had years of brotherhood between them; he trusted him.

Hearing the details, Timothy fell silent.

"Pull all the promotions for this ring. Act like it never happened," Kelvin ordered. "And not a word from anyone!" "But everything's almost set. We were about to go public and start generating buzz. This is..." Timothy reasoned. Planning your weekend reading? Ensure you're on nov L5sfor uninterrupted enjoyment. The next chapter is just a click away, exclusively available on our site. Happy reading! "Are you not getting it?" Kelvin said, impatiently.

Timothy cleared his throat and leaned in with a conspiratorial air. "I have an idea." Kelvin gave him a look and said, "Out with it." "Well, it's just... finding a new leading lady. We can continue with all these plans and campaigns. No one knows who Mrs. Davis is supposed to be, right?" Timothy said. "You could turn this surprise into something for Penelope." He thought himself brilliantly clever, quite pleased with his suggestion.

Kelvin looked at him as if he were a fool.

"What? Isn't it a good idea?" Timothy asked. "Penelope also deserves sromance." "Are you out of your mind?" Kelvin shot back. "Penelope designed that ring. She's seen all the marketing plans. They were tailored for Fiona. And now you want to just slap it all on her as if it's nothing... What do you take her for?" Kelvin would never do something like that. His affection and respect for Penelope ran deep; not something that could be represented by just a ring. She was precious, deserving of the best, the most heartfelt efforts.

"You're always bragging about how you navigate through the dating scene," Kelvin said, crossing his arms and giving him a sideways glance. "But when it truly counts, your ideas stink!" Timothy retorted, "Look, it's a last resort, but it's still better than doing nothing. Yes, the ring, the campaign — it was all initially for Fiona, but she's a fake, an impostor. The woman you always intended it for was Penelope!" Kelvin, pressing his lips together, remained silent.

"The ring wasn't for Fiona; it was for the woman that night. And now you realize, Penelope is that woman," Timothy said. "Doesn't this explanation make perfect sense?" Kelvin stood up. "Let's head to the meeting." They walked to the conference room together, and just as they reached the door, they encountered Penelope about to enter.

She didn't even glance their way, completely ignoring Kelvin.

The doorway was only so wide; she needed to get by, so Kelvin and Timothy naturally had to step aside.

However, they were accustomed to employees stepping aside for them since they were the executives of the company, not the other way around.

Planning your weekend reading? Ensure you're on nov@L5sfor Ο Μ' uninterrupted enjoyment. The next chapter is just a click away, exclusively available on our site. Happy reading! Kelvin stopped in his tracks and stepped aside. Not only that, but he also pulled Timothy back, "Why so pushy?" Timothy asked, confused.

Timothy, stumbling, complained, "Man, I usually walk through this place like I own it, and now I'm stepping aside?" "In this company, you can strut all you want. The only exception is in front of Penelope," Kelvin remarked. "Tsk, tsk," Timothy clicked his tongue. "Kelvin, I can tell, you're going to end up completely whipped." "Whipped?" Kelvin asked, uncertain of what Timothy pertained to.

"Yeah!" Timothy confirmed.

Kelvin pondered the term for a moment, a hint of a smile on his lips, "Doesn't sound too bad." Timothy was speechless. 'A man truly in love was beyond reason,' he thought.

After Penelope entered the conference room, Kelvin and Timothy followed suit, one after the other.

The office was full of savvy employees who watched in surprise.

What kind of influence did Penelope have that Mr. Davis and Mr. Foster sand Mr.Foster would have to step aside for her? Didn't they all nod in greeting, making way for the two presidents? Penelope took her seat.

Kelvin approached the head of the conference table, glancing at her, "Let's begin the meeting."

"Before we start, I have an announcement," Timothy said. "The promotion for Mr. Davis's creation of Mrs Davis's wedding ring is suspended and will no longer serve as the marketing strategy for 'Adoring Cupid' to attract attention and traffic." The room listened in silence.

Monica, who was known to be a troublemaker and had long disdained Fiona, huffed, "Just like that it's stopped.

Oh boy, all that effort has gone to waste..." Timothy tugged at her from under the table with all his might, but he couldn't keep his grip.

Why did she love to antagonize Kelvin?