Chapter 374

“You must’ve felt pretty smug before, didn’t you? Thought I was finished, right? Sorry to disappoint you, but Ben would never let that happen!”
“I remember how much you cared about Ben. Even after you cut ties with the Brennan family-accusing them of scheming for your inheritance-you still made sure to secretly send him gifts on set
“So now, how does it feel? Watching your dear cousin look at you with nothing but disgust, while he dotes on me instead? Hurts, doesn’t it?”
Penelope had been pushed around mercilessly before-forced to her knees to apologize to Anastasia back at Rosewood Manor. Now, finally having the upper hand, she was determined to grind Anastasia into the ground, that triumphant smirk never leaving her face.
She waited eagerly for Anastasia to crack, hoping for a flash of anger, or even just a hint of pain.
But to her disappointment, Anastasia didn’t even flinch.
“Are you done?” Anastasia spoke only when Penelope finished, finally lifting her gaze with a look of pure revulsion. “Honestly, Penelope, you make me sick.”
“What did you just say?!” The color drained from Penelope’s face, her smile snapping away.
“Did I stutter? Aren’t you disgusting? You really are just like your mother-good for nothing except throwing yourself at men.”
“To set me up, you didn’t hesitate to seduce Sandra’s boyfriend. Then, chasing the Lancaster family’s influence, you slept with Aaron. And now? You’re trying to reel in my cousin just to get what you want.”
“It’s like selling yourself is all you know how to do. Anyone who didn’t know better might think you were born for this line of work, not that you’re some pampered stepdaughter of the Sterlings.”
Penelope went pale with rage.
Anastasia’s lips curled in a cold, mocking smile. “Let me guess. Why are you really after my cousin? It’s not just the Brennan family’s power, is it? You’re after my mother’s medical journals too, aren’t you?”
Penelope’s expression changed in an instant. “How did you?”
She caught herself just in time, clamping her mouth shut.
Anastasia let out a low, derisive laugh.
She only knew the full story in her previous life-her mother had left behind two volumes of medical notes: the first in Anastasia’s hands, the second temporarily kept by her grandfather’s family. Check latest chapters at
Back then, Penelope managed to steal the first half from her, then tricked Benson into giving up the rest. With both volumes, the two sisters carved out a place for themselves in the medical world, basking in praise from all sides.
“Too bad for you,” Anastasia said coolly. “As long as I’m around, you’ll never get your hands on what you want.”
At this point in time, Penelope hadn’t succeeded yet. She was planning to stage a car accident to “save” Benson, making herself indispensable to him, and only then would he begin to confide in her about the journals.
Penelope’s jaw clenched; just as she was about to retort, footsteps echoed from the hallway outside.
Her eyes flickered darkly. The moment Benson opened the door, Penelope let out
a sharp scream and threw herself to the floor right in front of Anastasia.
“Penelope!” Benson’s face changed as he rushed over to help her up.
Still trembling, Penelope looked up at him, her voice weak. “Ben, please don’t
blame Anastasia. It was my fault-I just lost my balance
Her words rang with false humility, and the way she shrank away from Anastasia sealed the impression. Benson’s face darkened with fury.
“Anastasia-!” he thundered.
But before he could finish, Anastasia stood up, strode over, and slapped Penelope hard across the face.