From Hatred to Passionate Love Amelia Hart

Chapter 291 Where is Penelope Timothy crossed his arms, smirking. "Last time... when you secretly hired a bunch of netizens to flood the comments with Penelope jumping into the sea and dying, I called you. Has your memory gotten so bad that you forgot already?" Brandon's expression changed slightly.

He suspected that before the plan to jump into the sea was executed, the person investigating him was Timothy! But what exactly had Timothy found out, and to what extent? He wasn't sure! Could Timothy already know the whole truth? Timothy took a step forward, lowering his voice to a whisper, "That's right, it was me. I know everything." Brandon's pupils suddenly contracted.

"You secretly hired a diver, prepared vehicles and a first aid kit by the shore, and combined with Penelope's jump into the sea, even a fool could figure out what you were planning." Timothy took another step closer. "Where is she?" The distance was so close that Brandon could feel the pressure emanating from him whosepresence was no less intimidating than Kelvin's! Everyone in LA agreed that Timothy was a real charmer - laid-back and super approachable.

In the Davis Group, employees would rather go to Timothy than see Kelvin! In actuality, these are merely Timothy's exposed superficial traits.

To be able to keep pace with Kelvin, be called brothers, and steadily hold the position of Vice President of the Davis Group, Timothy was no ordinary person! "I, I..." Brandon stammered, "I don't quite understand what you are saying." "So, you're going to keep it a secret." "I don't know who you're referring to." "Of course, it's Penelope," Timothy replied.

"Penelope's body hasn't been recovered yet," Brandon said, "Mr. Davis has offered 'a hundred million dollars as a reward. With that kind of incentive, I believe she'll be found eventually." "I've said this much, and you're still keeping it a secret?" Brandon pursed his lips. "I still don't understand what you are saying." Timothy suddenly burst into laughter.

He raised his hand and patted Brandon's shoulder. "It's good that you don't understand. Mr. Walker, I hope that not only when facingbut also when facing anyone else, you can keep your mouth shut and not reveal a single word!" Brandon looked at Timothy with sharp and puzzled eyes.

"Don't worry, I won't say anything," Timothy replied, "If I wanted to tell Kelvin, I would have stopped you before the incident, not let your plan go so smoothly!" Brandon remained silent.

Timothy continued, "I hope she really has a better life now. That's my blessing and Monica's blessing too. If possible, please pass that on for me, Mr. Walker." Without waiting for Brandon's response, Timothy waved his hand and walked away. Leaving Brandon standing there, still shaken.

He had been questioned by both Kelvin and Timothy, and it was only thanks to his own composure that he managed to handle it.

Anyone else would have already given themselves away and lost their cool! Brandon took several deep breaths to calm his emotions.

He didn't understand; Timothy and Kelvin were such good friends; they had been through thick and thin together. With such a big issue, Timothy had clearly found out but chose to keep it a secret! Why? 'Did Timothy dislike Penelope, thinking she was a hindrance to Kelvin?' 'Or did he also feel sorry for Penelope and let her go out of compassion?' Brandon pondered as he walked towards the hall where Penelope was being mourned.

"Brandon," Isabella hurriedly cup and took his arm when she saw him return. "Why did you take so long?" Kelvin was already standing in the center, his posture straight.

Timothy was speaking softly with Monica.

And Connor was praying with his eyes closed.

"Mr. Davis didn't blyou, did he?" Isabella asked, "Will it affect the relationship between your families and the company business?" "It's fine, we just chatted casually." "Really?" 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! "Yes, no biggie." Brandon held her hand, "Don't overthink it; leave the outside matters to me." "I want to help share the burden," Isabella replied.

"Let's go," Brandon said as he walked out, "I won't be coming here again." He remained himself, living a life much like before.

Penelope had only briefly appeared in his life and then left.

Just like the little girl from back then, the real Mitchell family heiress.

Brandon's life returned to its original track.

"Isabella," he suddenly asked, "Are you still mad?" "Mad?" "Yes. Mad that I'm too busy to spend twith you. Mad that I was close to Penelope and neglected you." Isabella shook her head repeatedly. "How could I really be mad at you? Besides, Mrs. Davis is already gone." As she spoke, she quietly observed Brandon's expression.

He showed no signs of anything unusual.

Isabella thought to herself, 'Penelope, don't think I'm too cold-hearted. Now that you're dead, I can finally sleep well and be at ease.' 'Otherwise, I'd always be afraid you'd take Brandon away!' Cars continued to drive into the King Manor without interruption.

For miles around, there were cars, people, and the sound of mourning music carried far.

This bustle continued until nightfall, gradually quieting down.

The lights con.

The place seemed a bit cold and eerie.

The candle flames flickered gently, casting a reddish glow on Penelope's portrait.

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Kelvin was praying, his well-defined hands looking particularly striking "Mr.Connor, you should rest," Monica walked up to Connor and said softly, "You've been busy all day; you must be tired." "I want to stay with Penelope a bit longer."

"I'm here tonight to keep watch. You're getting older; you need to take care of your health. If you get tired and fall ill, how would I explain that to Penelope, right?" Monica gently persuaded him.

Timothy couldn't help but glance at her.

He rarely saw such a gentle side of Monica.

It turned out she had this side too; She just rarely showed it.

"Alright," Connor agreed, standing up. "I'll leave it to you, Monica." "It's no trouble, Mr.Connor, you go get srest." She gave Timothy a subtle glance, signaling him to escort Connor out.

Timothy stepped forward and supported Connor. "It's dark, letwalk you." They slowly walked away.

In the large hall, only Kelvin and Monica were left.

She silently walked over and looked at Penelope's portrait.

"Do you think..." Kelvin's thin lips moved. "Is she really dead?" Monica glared at him. "What do you mean?" "I don't believe Penelope simply perished like that. She endured so much hardship and pain in the past, she got through it all, why would she..." Kelvin couldn't continue, his Adam's apple bobbing, his voice choked with emotion.

The darker the night got, the more he felt an overwhelming sense of loneliness. From now on, he would be alone.

No matter how long the night was, Penelope would never be by his side again.