Chapter 220

It was the first time Penelope had experienced Theodore’s coldness. It was so
sudden, so unexpected, that it caught her completely off guard.
She didn’t know how she managed to walk out of the Zenith Group building. It was only when the sunlight hit her skin that she began to feel warmth again.
No, this can’t happen.
She had let herself develop feelings in a marriage of convenience. It was a foolish, costly mistake.
She had to pull back, right now.
Back at her villa, Penelope spent the afternoon composing herself. Once she felt calm, she sent Theodore a message, asking to talk.
“Not tonight,” he replied.
Penelope frowned. Not tonight, because he was meeting his goddess. But she hadn’t specified tonight.
“Tomorrow, then.”
“Okay.”
She pushed her feelings aside, ate dinner, and was about to go to bed early when Timothy sent her a photo. It was a candid shot of Theodore entering a hotel with a
woman.
“They’re at the Grand Hotel. Come or don’t, your choice. But I’m going in.” Penelope immediately stood up and tried to call him, but he rejected the call.
Left with no other choice, she changed her clothes and rushed to the Grand Hotel.
As she entered the lobby, Timothy sent her the room number. She waited until the staff was distracted, then slipped up the stairs.
She found Timothy waiting for her at the top. Before she could say a word, he pulled her toward a hotel room door.
“Here we are. The cheaters are inside. If you have any spine left, you’ll knock on that door, and I’ll help you teach them a lesson.”
“Let’s just go home,” she pleaded, trying to pull him away.
“Are you that in love with him? Afraid he’ll dump you if you expose him?”
“I’ll talk to him about it.”
“Catching him in the act is the best way to talk!”
“Timothy, you don’t understand our situation.”
“Penelope, would you please wake up?”
As they argued, a security guard stepped out of the elevator and immediately called for backup.
“They’re right outside Ms. Taylor’s room! I need assistance!”
Penelope’s heart sank. They had been caught.
“We have to run!”
She grabbed Timothy and tried to escape down the other end of the
hallway but another group of guards
was already there, blocking their
path.
And just at that moment, the hotel room door opened.
It’s over, Penelope thought. This is so embarrassing.
Natalie Taylor stood in the doorway, fresh from a shower and wrapped in
25 She frowned at the’s
of them.
“Can you people give me some
do you know how
disgusting it is to stalk a celebrity to
the hotel room?
She thought they were obsessed fans.
Timothy scoffed. “We’re not stalking, we’re busting an adulterer. What you’re
doing is what’s disgusting.” The most update n0vels are published on
“Wait, you’re stalking me, and you’re calling me disgusting?”
“With your moral compass, you probably can’t tell the difference.”
“What’s that supposed to mean?”
“Hah. So you’re just an idiot.”
Penelope wanted to facepalm. Her brother’s insults were so sharp you needed a brain to even understand them.
Just as the security guards closed in, a man’s voice came from inside the room.
“Who is it?”
It was Theodore.
Footsteps approached, and then he appeared behind Natalie, his eyes meeting theirs.