From Hatred to Passionate Love Amelia Hart

Chapter 586 Mrs. Mitchell Knelt "Because it's about Lucy!" Kelvin's voice was rough and genuinely pissed. "This time, I'm bringing Lucy back to her senses, and no one's stopping me!" Penelope might go easy on Brandon, but not him! Penelope wanted to spare the Mitchell family and just go after Isabella, but he wasn't having it! With Isabella's attitude, acting all fearless and ready to die, if they didn't use the Mitchell family to pressure her, who knows when she'd give in! Lucy couldn't wait any longer! "Penelope, Lucy is your daughter!" Kelvin tightened his grip on her waist, then scooped her up and started walking out.

"Where are you taking me?" Penelope asked, panicking. "Kelvin, putdown!" "Back to the King Manor!" Kelvin said.

"I'm not going back; I want to go to the Mitchell family!" Penelope insisted.

Kelvin acted like he didn't hear her, his lips pressed tight, walking faster and faster.

As he went downstairs, his leather shoes clacked on the steps, echoing through the Cooper family villa.

Connor and Sam both looked up. "Penelope!" Penelope, held tight by Kelvin, couldn't move, just kicking her legs and pounding his chest.

"Putdown, Kelvin, you overbearing brute!" She punched his chest hard again.

Connor, seeing this, was at a loss, unsure whether to step in.

Penelope seemed fine, and Kelvin's expression was normal. So, was this just a little spat between the couple? A quarrel? "Mr. Cooper, I'm taking Penelope hfirst," Kelvin said politely. "She's emotional and a bit agitated; sorry for the scene. We'll visit again next time; we're leaving now." Kelvin finished speaking and walked out without looking back.

Seeing Connor standing there stunned, Penelope pinned her hopes on Sam! "Sam!" she shouted, "Csave me!" "Coming!" Sam rushed forward.

"Do you believe I'll throw you ten feet away?" Sam was like a little chick.

He yelled angrily, "I'll eat more, drink more milk, and grow taller! I'll beat you one day!!" Kelvin didn't take his words seriously.

He warned, "You're too young to challenge me." Then, Kelvin tossed Sam to Connor.

"Whoa!" Connor quickly extended his hands, catching him steadily.

Kelvin swiftly got into the car, stepped on the gas, and the car shot out like a rocket.

Penelope sat in the passenger seat, both angry and helpless, "You always use this trick! I thought you had becreasonable, but you haven't changed at all!" "I told you I could give in to you on anything, except this," Kelvin said.

"Lucy is my daughter, too. Do you think I would ignore her because of Brandon's plea?" Penelope said.

If you're loving the book, nel5sis where the adventure continues. Join us for the complete experience all for free. The next chapter is eagerly waiting for you! Kelvin focused on driving, "Penelope, ever since you fell in love with Brandon, you've changed." "Yes! I've changed!" she replied angrily. "Because I met someone better, I've becmore confident, better, more positive, and more considerate of my feelings! I've beca better version of myself!" Kelvin glanced at her, then continued driving. He often wondered if Penelope knew how much each word she said hurt him.

As soon as the car pulled up to King Manor, Penelope flung the door open, not wanting to stick around for even a second longer! She knew if Kelvin decided she wasn't leaving, she'd be stuck at King Manor with no way out.

By tomorrow, the bank would start hounding the Mitchells for that forty-two million dollars.

What to do? Would she have to watch the Mitchell family go bankrupt without lifting a finger? Or should she spill the beans about her parentage and get a paternity test tonight? Lost in her thoughts, Penelope didn't notice someone kneeling in front of her until the butler spoke up, "Mrs. Davis, watch out!" Penelope stopped short and looked down.

There was Nicole, kneeling less than half a foot away.

One more step and she would've tripped over her.

Seeing Nicole, usually so dignified and elegant, now kneeling so humbly, Penelope felt a mix of emotions.

She bit her lip, "Mrs. Mitchell." She had just been thinking about storming over to the Mitchell family and having it out with Kelvin.

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"What are you doing?" Penelope rushed to help her up. "Get up." Nicole dodged her hand, "Mrs. Davis, I'm here to ask for a favor. Thinking about what Isabella did, I feel guilty. As her mother, I failed to discipline her, so I'm here to apologize."

Penelope, flustered, insisted on helping Nicole up, "Let's talk calmly. Please get up and sit down. Youm shouldn't be kneeling like this-you're an elder, I can't accept this!" "Mrs. Davis, I'm here to apologize on behalf of Isabella. I must kneel to calm your and Mr. Davis's anger." Nicole spoke calmly, head lowered. It was clear that Nicole, who had been elegant and composed all her life, was doing this for the first time.

It was helpless and humiliating, but she had no other choice.

The trouble Isabella caused naturally implicated her parents!

"Isabella's condition has worsened.

She's at the Mitchell family home, e m hitting her head against the wall, covered in injuries, with blood coming from her eyes, mouth, nose, and ears," Nicole's voice trembled. "She's stubborn; I know her; she won't listen. I can't bear to watch; I can't stand it. Mrs. Davis, you're a mother too; you should understand my feelings!" Penelope looked at her with a complex expression, "Mrs. Mitchell, you're really good to your daughter." "Which parent in the world doesn't think of their child?" Nicole said.

"But even if you kneel here forever, I won't forgive Isabella," Penelope said.

Penelope couldn't and wouldn't forgive. She hated Isabella, always would. Nicole's eyes filled with tears, "I'm not asking you to forgive er m Isabella know what she did this twas too serious. Even I can't imagine my daughter being so vicious." Penelope sighed, "If you're not asking for forgiveness and know I won't forgive, then why are you kneeling here, Mrs. Mitchell?"