Chapter 274
She was alone, abandoned by the world.
In the end, it was her mother who ran onto the stage, helped her up, and led her to the dressing room.
“Oh, this is so humiliating, so humiliating! I shouldn’t have invited our relatives. How will your father and I ever show our faces again p>
Rebecca couldn’t stand to hear it. She shoved her mother away. “What’s so humiliating? From now on, I’m the one and only Mrs. Sullivan! People will only look at me with envy! That’s right, they’re just envious and jealous, that’s why they’re trying to hurt me! All of them, especially Penelope p>
“I haven’t lost! I haven’t p>
“I, Rebecca, got what I wanted! I am the winner p>
Mrs. Winters was pushed out of the dressing room. She still had to deal with the other relatives, so she shook her head and left.
Rebecca kept muttering to herself, “I didn’t lose, I did nothing wrong, I’m the winner,” like she had gone mad.
Just then, Susan entered.
Rebecca’s eyes snapped to her. “It was you. You leaked my plan to Penelope, didn’t you p>
Susan frowned and sighed. “I’m telling you, don’t mess with her anymore p>
“Who does she think she is? You think I’m afraid of her p>
“She… she’s the bride the president of the Zenith Group is marrying tomorrow. She’s the ‘Mrs. Stapleton’ you think is so out of your league p>
Rebecca stared for a moment, then burst out laughing.
“You’re saying she, Penelope, is Mrs. Stapleton? Ha! Did I hear you wrong, or have you lost your mind p>
“It’s true p>
“Then you’ve lost your mind p>
Susan shrugged. “I’ve told you. Believe it or not p>
With that, she turned and left the room.
Rebecca couldn’t stop laughing. “She said Penelope is Mrs. Stapleton? Impossible! The sky could fall, and that still wouldn’t be possible. It’s so absurd, I don’t believe a word of it p>
Penelope’s throat was killing her. She drank a whole pot of water, but it didn’t help.
Just then, she received a text from Dr. Olson Take the medicine I prescribed on schedule. As long as you don’t speak for the rest of the day, your throat will be fine by tomorrow.
Penelope paused, then typed back: What if I do speak?
Dr. Olson: Whispering is okay.
Penelope: What about screaming my head off?
Dr. Olson: My professional diagnosis is that you’re screwed.
Penelope sighed. She had gone to Dr. Olson’s clinic last night and gotten
medication. One dose had worked wonders, and she had been able to speak again.
She was supposed to rest her voice,
but she hadn’t been able to restrain berself
After a day ofverbal warfare, her throat felt like it was tearing apart. Every word was agony.
Just as she was about to leave to save what was left of her voice, Mr. Sullivan sat down next to her.
“Everything that happened today was your doing. Do you dare admit it p>
Penelope hated being asked if she “dared” to do something. It was an insult.
“I do,” she said, her voice a painful rasp.
Mr. Sullivan slammed his hand on
the table. “Do you have any idea who
was here today? These are the
vel
biggest names in the business
world went to their homes
personally to invite them and you
you not only ruined the big day, you
humiliated me and the entire
Sullivan family p>
“If you hadn’t done such shameless things, you wouldn’t have been humiliated p>
Penelope countered, raising an eyebrow.
“I wasn’t going to hold a grudge, but you just had to pick a fight with me p>
“So what p>
Mr. Sullivan gritted his teeth, then suddenly stood up and pointed a finger at Penelope.
“This woman is the one behind all the chaos today p>
His shout drew the attention of the entire room.
“This woman is nothing but an ungrateful viper p>