From Hatred to Passionate Love Amelia Hart

Chapter 42: Your Seduction Tactics Are Too Low Penelope was almost biting her lower lip until it bled. "Understood." "Now leave." She turned around and walked out.

Kelvin always had a way of igniting a glimmer of hope within her, only to plunge her deeper into a despairing hell.

She had deceived her mother, painting a beautiful lie that she was doing well, with Nathan's company and a high-paying job. Because her mother had just awakened and hadn't fully recovered, knowing her true situation would only bring inconsolable sadness.

Kelvin held too many leverage points and weak spots against her.

Back at her workstation, Penelope stared at the design drafts, her mind somewhat blank. She effortlessly designed various jewelry styles for "Adoring Cupid," from necklaces to rings to bracelets, with bursts of inspiration and ease. Except for Fiona's wedding ring.

"What's wrong with you?" Monica tapped her shoulder. "No inspiration?" After glancing at her sketches, Monica frowned deeply. "What is this? It's tacky and vulgar, without any elegance or refinement. Penelope, this doesn't seem like your style!" "It's Fiona's," Penelope replied. "She likes this kind of vulgar style." "No wonder..." Monica rolled her eyes exasperatedly. "Is Kelvin blind or something? Women are crazy about him, and he likes someone like Fiona? Maybe that's fate." Just as Timothy returned from seeing a client, Monica quickly stopped him. "Mr. Foster, do you know the most famous eye hospital in LA?" "What's wrong? Are your eyes acting up?" "You're the one with eye problems! I want you to recommend it to Kelvin!" Timothy shrugged. "What does his blindness have to do with me? Oh, Penelope, I showed one of your design drafts to a foreign client, and he praised it endlessly. Keep up the good work." Penelope nodded. "Okay, Mr. Foster." "With this trend, our 'Adoring Cupid' will definitely surpass the "Peal Wet" by Smith!" Timothy exclaimed confidently, "Lettell you, Nathan's been having a tough tlately!" Penelope was startled, wondering what happened to him.

"His performance hasn't been good, shareholders are challenging him, and the board even asked him to resign, claiming he is incompetent. On top of that," Timothy continued, "Kelvin openly expressed his lack of confidence in Nathan and vowed to compete with him to the end. Just imagine, these cunning individuals won't dare to offend Kelvin, so they are distancing themselves from Nathan." These businessmen always seek profit and avoid harm. To please Kelvin, they naturally need to get rid of Nathan. Kelvin is clearly targeting Nathan, and he doesn't even need to personally intervene. Just a few seemingly innocent words from him are enough to make Nathan go crazy with worry.

Penelope didn't dare to imagine what would happen if Kelvin personally took action. The entire Smith family would probably be crushed by him.

Timothy continued, "Anyway, Nathan is our competitor, so the worse off he is, the better." "Mr. Foster, you better get busy!" Monica quickly urged him to leave.

She had known about Nathan and Penelope's relationship since college.

Penelope forced a smile and said, "I'll continue with my work. It's fine, after going through so much, I've becquite strong." If she wasn't strong, who would she show her weakness to? "Alright." Monica nodded. "If you need anything, feel free to find me. Don't keep it all to yourself." She glanced at Penelope with concern several times.

Penelope had already picked up a pencil and started sketching on the paper with a swooshing sound. In less than half an hour, she had completed the drawing and sent a photo to Fiona, asking, "Is this big enough, sparkling enough, and expensive enough?" Fiona replied, "You're givinga black and white sketch?!" Penelope sent her a colored version.

Fiona said, "The main diamond in the middle is too small, and there are too many tiny diamonds around." Planning your weekend reading? Ensure you're on novi L5sfor uninterrupted enjoyment. The next chapter is just a click away, exclusively available on our site. Happy reading! Penelope retorted, "It's a cluster of stars. Do you even understand design?" Fiona asked, "Are you going to wear it, or am I?" After that, Penelope ignored Fiona. She had already expected Fiona to nitpick. She just needed to brush it off and consider the job done.

Penelope took the pregnancy medicine again, feeling a lot more relieved.

Thinking about going to the hospital tomorrow to have her blood drawn for the director, had her pondering on a strategy.

At night, in The King Manor, Penelope purposely delayed until almost midnight before entering the bedroom. Every minute less spent with Kelvin was considered a small victory.

As she closed the door and turned around, she coincidentally bumped into Kelvin, who had just finished bathing and walked out of the bathroom. The two of them collided head-on. Penelope quickly took a step back and glanced at him.

Kelvin had his upper body exposed, with well-defined muscles, and the lower half of his body was wrapped in a simple towel.

"Sorry." Penelope dared not look at him, her face burning. Why does this man always refuse to wear clothes. She quickly walked past him, only to slip on water on the ground. Frantically, Penelope grabbed onto whatever she could find, not even knowing what it was. She pulled with all her might to regain her balance. But the thing in her hand had fallen to the ground.

She patted her chest in relief, "Thank goodness I didn't fall." As she spoke, she looked down at the ground and froze. She had actually pulled off Kelvin's towel! What should she do? Look up? Or continue looking down? Kelvin isn't wearing anything now.

"If you're trying to seduce me, your methods are too base." Kelvin's voice was cold. "Pick it up." "I pick it up?" Penelope had no choice but to bend down and pick up the towel, and clutching it tightly in her hand. "And then?" she meekly asked.

Planning your weekend reading? Ensure you're on novi L5sfor uninterrupted enjoyment. The next chapter is just a click away, exclusively available on our site. Happy reading! "Wrap it around me." Kelvin calmy responded.

What! She's supposed to wrap it around him? This she couldn't do it.

"What are you standing there for?" Kelvin's impatient voice resounded above her. "You're the one who pulled it off, so it's only natural that you wrap it around me." Penelope swallowed hard. She was truly unlucky. Just wrap it quickly. The sooner, the better. She thought to herself.

Closing her eyes, Penelope spread out the towel and with trembling hands fumbled to wrap it around Kelvin. Her The fingertips touched his damp skin, radiating heat, but she didn't dare open her eyes. The more nervous she became, the harder it got for her. Beads of sweat formed on her nose.

"Don't you know how to open your eyes?" "No need, I... I can do it." Are you kidding? If she opened her eyes, she would see everything.

Finally, Penelope succeeded. She let out a deep sigh and was about to stand up when suddenly, Kelvin lifted up when her up and pressed her onto the couch. His scorching body was tightly against hers. "Kelvin, you..." Penelope's hands were pressed against his chest, very startled.

"Don't play these low-end tricks in the future." He said close to her ear, his voice dangerously low.

"I didn't." Penelope answered trembling.