Chapter 133 Penelope Sent Lola to Hell!

"Sister, what were you doing?!"

"Zackary, save me!"

Upon smelling the rapidly spreading scent of sulfuric acid in the air, Lola's face turned pale.

She had calculated every move meticulously, but ultimately failed to kill Lyman. However, in order to completely shatter the last line of defense in Penelope's heart and drive her insane, she still went to great lengths to fabricate the illusion of Lyman's gruesome death.

She knew that after she destroyed the so-called ashes, Penelope would certainly do something irrational, completely repulsed by Zackary.

However, she never imagined that Penelope would actually throw sulfuric acid at her.

Lola covered her face tightly, she was so scared that she almost lost control of her bladder. Fortunately, at the critical moment, Zackary rushed over and held her tightly in his arms.

The sulfuric acid that Penelope splashed out all spilled onto Zackary's back.

"Zackary, are you okay?" Lola came to her senses, she hastily checked on Zackary's condition.

The weather was rather cold then, so Zackary was dressed more heavily. However, the concentration of sulfuric acid that Penelope had prepared was too high. Despite the thick clothing, it still damaged a large piece of flesh on Zackary's back, which looked horrifying at that moment.

"Zackary...."

Seeing the miserable state of Zackary's back, Lola's heart ached so much that tears fell from her eyes.

After the heartache, there was an unspeakable fear. Even though Zackary was wearing thick clothes, his back was still injured like this. If this high concentration of sulfuric acid had been poured on her face...

She, Lola, didn't have to see anyone for the rest of her life!

"Zackary, did it hurt?"

Choking back tears, Lola clung to Zackary's arm. She reached out, wanting to touch his back, but she was afraid that her touch would cause him more pain.

"Lola, I'm fine," Zackary subtly maintained some distance from Lola, "Lola, how are you? Are you hurt?"

"Zackary, you're such a fool!" Upon hearing Zackary's words, Lola cried even harder, "Look at what you've done to yourself! And you're still worried about whether I'm hurt! Zackary, seeing you like this, it really hurts me! My heart aches!"

"Lola, as long as you're okay, that's all that matters."

Penelope stared blankly at the couple's affectionate display in front of her. She never imagined that Zackary would go to all lengths to shield Lola from this.

Actually, she had seen Zackary just now too. She thought her actions were quick enough, she also didn't expect that he would care so much about Lola.

So, she failed.

Penelope turned her face away stiffly, constantly telling herself in her heart that she had long stopped loving Zackary.

Looking at the large area of blurred flesh and blood on his back, her heart still ached as if it was being cut by a knife.

She was not satisfied that Lola was not hurt!

Clutching the fruit knife in her handbag secretly, Penelope was just about to stab Lola fiercely when Zackary's cold voice rang out in the air.

"Penelope, who gave you the right to harm Lola like this?! If I hadn't rushed over in time just now, Lola's face would have been ruined by you!"

"Penelope, how wicked you must have been to want to ruin Lola's face!"

"Yes, I wanted to ruin Lola's face! I wanted to personally send her to hell!"

Penelope had already decided to let everything go to hell today, so she didn't deny her malice towards Lola either.

Lola could turn on the drama anytime, anywhere. She took a step forward, her eyes misty with tears as she looked at Penelope, "Sister, what on earth did I do wrong for you to treat me like this?!"

"Sister, all girls love beauty. If you really ruined my face, how could you expect me to live!"

"Sister, if I made a mistake, please tell me, I will correct it. I will kneel before you, I will apologize to you. Please, I beg you, don't hurt me anymore, okay?"

"No, I'm not afraid of being hurt by you! I'm not even afraid of dying at your hands! What I'm afraid of is that you'll hurt Zackary again! Sister, look at Zackary's back, look at what you've done to him! Zackary, shall we go to the hospital? You really don't look well right now."

"Lola, I told you, I'm fine," Zackary comforted, patting the back of Lola's hand. When he looked at her, his eyes were full of tenderness. But when he looked at Penelope, his gaze was nothing but bone-chilling cold.

"Penelope, apologize to Lola! From now on, I won't allow you to hurt Lola again!"

"Apologize to Lola? Ha!" Penelope laughed, her enchanting face barren and desolate, "Mr. Spencer, you're joking, right? Asking me to apologize to Lola?!"

"Lola, she killed my Ethan, she murdered my grandmother, she ruined Corona, and now, she has..."

Thinking of the mess at Ethan and Corona's graveyard, as well as the chaos in the Horse House apartment, Penelope choked up and couldn't speak directly.

After hearing her words, Zackary found her utterly unreasonable.

"Penelope, what does your child's death have to do with Lola! And your grandmother and Corona, their deaths couldn't possibly be related to Lola! Penelope, I think you've gone mad!"

"Yes, I went mad! Driven mad by Lola!"

Penelope didn't catch her breath and almost spat out blood again. She forcefully covered her mouth, preventing the surging blood from coming up.

With red-rimmed eyes, she glared at Lola like a vengeful ghost, "Lola, you've hurt me time and time again. As long as I, Penelope, still draw breath, I will send you to hell!"

"I am now, already have nothing left, I fear nothing. But you, Lola, you've done so many guilty deeds, don't they scare you awake in the middle of the night?!"

"Penelope!" As Penelope's words became more and more outrageous, Zackary's voice grew increasingly icy.

"Mr. Spencer, you didn't have to keep reminding me that my name is Penelope! Even if I, Penelope, were to die, I wouldn't forget my name!"

Just like a dying ember flaring up, an infinite strength suddenly burst forth from Penelope. She quickly stepped forward, grabbed Lola from behind Zackary, and forcefully pinned her against the wall.

"But what about you, Lola? What should we call you after you're dead?! A murderer, or a drama queen?!"

"Lola, it's time for you to hit the road! Let me accompany you for a while!"

Penelope, now completely blinded by rage, yanked out the fruit knife and viciously stabbed it towards Lola.

The cold, gleaming fruit knife sliced through the air, under the sunlight, it even had a bit of dazzling brilliance.

Lola stared intently at the fruit knife in Penelope's hand. Even if Penelope wanted to kill her with all her might right now, with Lola's strength, it would be easy to dodge her attack, or even knock her to the ground.

But at that moment, Lola didn't want to hide.

She merely swayed her body slightly to avoid the fruit knife potentially stabbing her vital parts.

The next second, the cold, gleaming fruit knife was brutally plunged into her left shoulder.