From Hatred to Passionate Love Amelia Hart

Chapter 361 This Person is Penelope No one answered.

She called again, but the number was blocked.

Penelope was using a phone card bought under Ruby's name. Brandon knew this number and was ignoring her on purpose.

The situation in LA was equally bleak.

Kelvin must be targeting Brandon, trying to force him to reveal her location.

She had to go back for Lucy and Brandon.

Penelope suddenly felt calm. There was no escaping it. She had to face it head-on. Two days later, Lucy was moved from the ICU to a regular ward and woke up.

"Mommy." "I'm here, my brave Lucy. You beat the illness." Lucy tried to smile but was too weak, managing only a slight curl of her lips.

Penelope held back her tears. "Lucy, I'm taking you to meet someone, okay?" "Who?" "Daddy." Lucy's eyes widened. "Daddy?" "Yes," Penelope said, "because only daddy can save you now." Lucy shook her head. "I don't want daddy." "Why?" "I hate daddy. He doesn't love you," Lucy said. "I don't want to see him, and I don't want him to save me." Penelope leaned on Lucy's frail shoulder, crying.

Even now, Lucy was thinking of her.

"No, Lucy, Daddy is very good. He loves you very much," Penelope said. "Once you see him, you won't have fevers and nosebleeds anymore. You can go to the best Nirerengartenraker, lavera Bent, "I just want you, Sam, and Ruby." Jeauctions" "Be good, Lucy. I don't want to see you sick anymore." Lucy thought for a moment. "Then, when I get better, we can leave Daddy again." How innocent a child's world was.

Meet him, then leave again.

But how could that be possible? Penelope could only say, "Yes, once you're better, I will take you back to the small city." "Pinky swear." Lucy raised her hand.

"Pinky swear." Big hand and small hand, tightly held together.

Penelope cried and then laughed.

No matter what, her Lucy was saved. Soon, she would be just like any other healthy child.

at night, in the study of King Manor, Kelvin blue light reflecting on his face.

"Have you found Molly?" He hadn't stopped searching these past few days.

in front of the computer, the faint He didn't believe Brandon could hide someone where he couldn't find them.

"Mr. Davis, we've discovered snew clues," a subordinate reported. "We found sphotos. You should take a look." After the photos landed, Kelvin blew them up, his eyes glued to every detail.

These were candid shots with many people, but soon, Kelvin saw that familiar figure.

One photo even captured a side profile of that figure.

It was his long-missed Penelope.

Kelvin enlarged the photo to its maximum, filling the entire computer screen.

He wouldn't mistake her. Yes, this person was Penelope.

It had to be.

He would recognize her even if she turned to ashes.

At this moment, Kelvin's heart was pounding like never before, and he could barely hold the mouse.

"Where is this photo taken? What place?" His voice trembled with excitement. "Tell me!" "Mr. Davis, we found this online. We can't locate the photographer." Kelvin ordered, "Check! Search! Ask around!" He was sure the elegant figure and hazy side profile in the photo were Penelope.

This was the woman he thought about day and night, etched in his mind, in his bones, in his heart, never to be forgotten.

It was her! She wasn't dead! Kelvin had never felt so overwhelmed. He stared at the photo without blinking, looking at it over and over again. This was his Penelope.

She was still in this world, not gone from him forever.

He could mistake anyone, but never Penelope.

His search for Molly was right! Kelvin couldn't wait another second. He grabbed his keys and rushed out of the study, leaving the chair spinning. "Mr. Davis?" As he descended the stairs, Madison cover with a pot of chicken soup.

"I just made schicken soup." "Get out of the way!" Kelvin had no interest in listening to her, thinking she was just in his way.

He waved his hand, pushing Madison aside.

Madison took a few steps back, failing to stand still, and the pot fell, spilling chicken soup everywhere.

Before she could react, Kelvin had already hurried away.

What had happened? Even the butler was stunned. It had been a long tsince he had seen Kelvin so out of control.

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Happy reading! After Penelope's death, nothing could touch Kelvin's heart again.

The roar of the sports car quickly faded into the distance.

Kelvin gripped the steering wheel, constantly accelerating, changing ve lanes, the car speeding like a rocket.

He headed straight for Connor's retirement villa.

Connor and Brandon were having a drink. When they heard the noise outside, they exchanged glances. Before they could say anything, Kelvin burst in.

He grabbed Brandon by the collar. "Tell me, where is she! Where is she now! Where did you hide her!" "I don't know Molly..."

"I'm not talking about Molly. I'm talking about her!" Kelvin's eyes were bloodshot, filled with unusual excitement. "Her! Penelope!" Brandon remained calm. "Mr. Davis, have you been drinking? Talking nonsense?" "It's her. It has to be her! Brandon, give her back to me. I want to see her. I can't live without her!" "One moment you're looking for Molly, the next you're looking for Penelope. What do you mean?" Kelvin pulled Brandon closer with more force, his tone firm. "Molly is Penelope. I saw the photo! It's her. I can't be wrong!" "Molly is Molly. Penelope is Penelope." "No, they are the sperson!" These days, Kelvin had never given up searching for Molly.

Several times he had almost found her, just a little distance away.

Kelvin was so eager, yet so regretful.

If only he had found her sooner, the the lost her could have been reduced by a few days.

Four years! Over a thousand days and nights, he had endured it all! "No, they are not the sperson," Brandon still denied. "Mr. Davis, stop daydreaming." Kelvin took out the photo and threw it on the table.

"This back, this side profile, can you say it's not her?" Kelvin's temples were bulging with veins, his whole body in extrexcitement.