From Hatred to Passionate Love Amelia Hart

Chapter 348 Go to Kelvin for a Child! "And then what?" "When I chased him, he was already in the car, speeding away. I couldn't catch up! Unbelief in his malevolence leftisolated and helpless. Thus, I returned to seek your aid." Ruby started crying, feeling guilty.

Penelope leaned against the wall, feeling weak.

Sam had been taken by Kelvin.

She had a rough idea of what was happening.

Kelvin likely discovered Sam's connection to Molly and was exploiting the boy to compel Molly's presence.

Four years, and Kelvin was still so shameless! He'd do anything to get what he wanted! "Alright, Ruby, I get it. It's not your fault," Penelope said, taking a deep breath. "I'll go find Sam. You stay here and take care of Lucy." "How will you find him? Do you know that guy?" "Yes." Ruby was worried. "Penelope, is he someone you used to know? Won't your identity be exposed?" "I know what I'm doing." Penelope patted Ruby's shoulder. "Don't blyourself. Sam will be fine." "Should we call Mr. Walker?" Penelope shook her head. "I can handle it alone." She had no choice but to go see Kelvin.

Sam was in his hands, and Lucy needed his bone marrow.

Penelope never thought both kids would be discovered by Kelvin.

Even hiding one seemed impossible.

So be it, it was fate.

Penelope decided to find Kelvin now! For Lucy's illness, she would have to see him sooner or later.

It was just a bit earlier.

And now Sam was exposed too.

Penelope felt a deep pain but had no way to vent it.

Gathering her emotions, she headed to the hotel.

Knowing Kelvin, he'd be at the most luxurious place.

So, she went straight to the city's top five-star hotel and gave Kelvin's nat the front desk. "I'm his friend." "Mr. Davis is in the presidential suite on the top floor," the receptionist said, "Need someone to show you the way?" "No need." "Alright, the elevator is over there. Have a nice day." Penelope felt like a zombie.

With a clouded mind, she summoned the elevator, stepped inside, and selected her destination.

What should she say to Kelvin when they meet again? Long tno see? Or, we meet again.

Or maybe, you didn't expect this, Kelvin, I was not dead.

The elevator doors opened, and she saw the presidential suite.

Penelope knew Kelvin was inside.

But she had to go in.

Standing at the door, her finger hovered over the doorbell.

She couldn't press it.

Why, after four years, did she still have to find Kelvin and beg him? Her hand trembled, unable to press the button.

She was scared.

Just as she hesitated, the door suddenly opened! Penelope's surprise was so profound that she instinctively recoiled two steps, her equilibrium nearly compromised. Her gaze lifted upward.

She thought she'd see Kelvin.

Because he lived here! But the face in front of her was someone else! It was Timothy! Timothy was also shocked.

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! When he opened the door and saw Penelope, he thought he was seeing a ghost! This was too surreal! Penelope was startled. "You..." Timothy reacted quickly, covering her mouth with one hand and swiftly closing the door with the other, pulling her into the nearby utility room! The utility room was tiny, just enough for two people to stand! Timothy, still shaken, stared at her. "You're Penelope, right?" She smiled wryly. "Mr. Foster, don't you recognize me?" "I just needed to confirm. I thought I was dreaming!" "I feel like I'm dreaming too. Life is like a dream." "Why are you here?" Timothy asked, "Are you here for Sam?" Penelope nodded. "Yes. Kelvin took him. Should I just hide and not care about my own son?" "Aren't you walking into a trap!" Timothy was terrified.

Luckily, he was the one who opened the door.

If it had been Kelvin...

He couldn't even imagine that scene! "What else can I do?" Penelope retorted, "Keep hiding? Lucy's illness needs his bone marrow, and Sam is in his hands. I have no other choice!" "Have you decided to take Lucy back to LA for the bone marrow transplant?" Penelope sighed deeply. "The bone marrow registry's response remains elusive; results are anticipated next week. Should this avenue prove unfruitful, I must confront Kelvin and implore him to rescue Lucy." If there were any other way, she wouldn't choose to go back to LA.

She was forced into a corner! Timothy was about to say something when footsteps sounded outside.

Then, Kelvin's voice rang out. "Has anyone named Molly cto seeat the front desk?" "Mr. Davis, not yet." Penelope didn't dare to breathe.

Because Kelvin was right outside!

Planning your weekend reading? Ensure you're on nov@L5sfor sfor CO uninterrupted enjoyment. The next chapter is just a click away, exclusively available on our site. Happy reading! She could almost smell his cologne! Penelope even felt that her heartbeat was too loud and that Kelvin would hear it! "Keep an eye out," Kelvin said, "Don't slack off." "Yes." The footsteps slowly faded away.

Kelvin went back to his room.

Penelope clutched her chest, on the verge of a mental breakdown.

A few more close encounters like this, and she would go crazy.

Luckily, when she went to the front desk, she didn't reveal her identity and was wearing a mask, hat, and sunglasses, fully covered.

Timothy frowned. "Are you here just to take Sam away, or do you want to disquss Lucy's illness with Kelvin?"

"Lucy has to go back to LA, but I want Sam to have his own life,bem bound by the title of future heir of the Davis Group for his entire life." "I understand," Timothy said, "Go to the back door of the hotel. I'll find a way to get Sam out." "How?" "Don't worry about it. It's too dangerous here!" "Okay." Penelope trusted Timothy very much.

He knew all her secrets, but he chose to help her.

Penelope left.

Timothy returned to the presidential suite.

Kelvin glanced at him, resting his chin on one hand, and continued looking out the window.

Sam was eating a salad.

After all, Kelvin wouldn't starve him. He gave him svegetables and fruits, even the chicken breast was cooked without oil.

Sam was eating with difficulty.

He wanted to eat the delicacies on the cart! "Sam," Timothy leaned over to him. "I just saw your mommy." Sam's countenance initially beamed with joy, but a shadow of concern soon eclipsed his features.