Chapter 341
Yvonne was in the restroom, touching up her makeup. Penelope walked over to the adjacent sink and turned on the tap.
“So you resort to stealing other people’s clothes now? Don’t you have any of your own p>
A smirk touched Yvonne’s lips. “I wear whatever I please. It’s not stealing; it’s taking.” She preened, smoothing down the red dress. “I happen to like this one.” Penelope eyed her critically. “The hips are too tight, and the waist is too loose p>
Yvonne spun around, striking a pose. “Do I look like I care about anyone else’s opinion? I like it, and that’s all that matters p>
“Your confidence is truly admirable. If I were you, I wouldn’t dare wear something that makes my hips look wide, my waist thick, and my chest completely flat p>
Yvonne’s jaw tightened. “Unlike some people, I have more than just a large chest p>
“I don’t know about brains, but at least I don’t need to use padding p>
“You p>
“You’re not wearing any, are you, Ms. Bishop?” Penelope asked innocently, then peered closer. “Oh, you are? And you’re still that flat p>
“Penelope!” Enraged, Yvonne raised her hand to strike.
Penelope’s eyes went cold. In one swift motion, she scooped up a handful of water and flung it in Yvonne’s face.
The splash echoed in the silent restroom. Yvonne stood there, stunned and dripping, her body trembling with fury.
Penelope laughed coldly. “I suggest you change back into your own clothes, Ms. Bishop. No matter how much you like something that belongs to someone else, it will never be yours p>
She turned and walked out.
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She had just reached the corridor when she heard a commotion behind her. She sidestepped instinctively just as Yvonne, blind with rage, charged at her. Missing her target, Yvonne slammed into the wall. The impact only fueled her fury, and she lunged again, heedless of the onlookers.
“Penelope, you bitch! How dare you steal Theodore from me p>
This was exactly what Penelope had been waiting for. As Yvonne came at her, she swung her hand and delivered a sharp, resounding slap across her face.
The corridor fell silent. Yvonne stared, utterly dumbfounded.
Penelope’s lips curved into a smirk. “Consider that a favor, Ms. Bishop. I hope it helps you come to your senses. Coveting another woman’s husband is tasteless, immoral, and shows a complete lack of self-respect p>
“You hit me!” Yvonne shrieked, her voice cracking. “You, a penniless nobody, dared to hit me p>
“Please, Ms. Bishop, have some respect for your family’s reputation p>
“Penelope p>
Yvonne lunged again, but Mrs. Bishop rushed over and grabbed her arm. “She hit me! Mother, she hit me!” Yvonne cried, hysterical.
Seeing the red handprint on her daughter’s cheek, Mrs. Bishop’s own anger flared. “Mrs. Stapleton, regardless of the circumstances, you had no right to strike my daughter. I expect an immediate apology p>
Penelope blinked. “She was asking for it. Shouldn’t she be hit p>
“Don’t push your luck p>
“Who’s the one pushing her luck? She announced, in public, that she was going to steal my husband. A single slap was me being generous I was showing the Bishop family respect. Otherwise, I would have skinned her alive p>
“You shrew, you—” Mrs. Bishop’s face was dark with rage, but with so many people
watching, she couldn’t say what she really wanted to.
Yvonne, however, had no such reservations and opened her mouth to scream, but her mother silenced her. “This is not a fish market, and we are not foul-mouthed, shameless people. Arguing with her is beneath us Mrs Bishop hissed pushing ber daughter toward a nearby lounge. As she passed Penelope, she shot her a venomous glare. “A word of advice, Mrs. Stapleton. You married into the Stapleton family. It is your duty to uphold their reputation, not drag it through the mud with your behavior p>