Chapter 195 He was her, entangled for a lifetime.

Everett.

Penelope was taken aback. She really hadn't expected that Everett, who was always busy with a myriad of tasks, would personally come to supervise the shooting of the game promotional video.

Upon hearing Everett's words, Pennie was instantly overjoyed.

Mr. Murray actually personally said that he wanted to give this suit of clothes to her! What did this imply?!

This indicated that she was unique in Mr. Murray's heart! Perhaps, if she performed well today, there might still be a place for her in the endorsement of this Throne!

Pennie straightened her back, the smile on her delicately made-up face becoming even sweeter. She sweetly addressed Everett, "Mr. Murray, thank you!"

Everett didn't even glance at Pennie, he just subtly flicked his eyelids, signaling Dawson to give this set of clothes to Pennie.

Dawson silently glanced at this set of clothes, feeling so painfully distressed.

This outfit almost cost as much as Penelope's endorsement fee, and it was just given to another woman?!

Could it be that the boss's taste suddenly changed and he took a liking to a married woman?

Dawson didn't dare to guess too much about the boss's thoughts. He could only obediently take off his clothes, and respectfully handed them to Pennie.

Holding this set of clothes in her arms, Pennie was instantly overjoyed.

The pearls embedded on this outfit were all made of top-notch materials. Holding it in your hands, it felt heavy, indicating its high value at first glance.

Pennie was eager to show off her beauty. She playfully stuck out her tongue at Kemp, "Kemp, I'm going to try on this outfit. If it fits, I can wear it for the shoot later!"

Saying so, Pennie, holding the clothes, happily went to the fitting room.

Soon, Pennie came out, having changed her clothes. The clothes were unparalleled in terms of tailoring, design, and the embroidery on them.

However, Pennie, the model, couldn't carry off the elegance of this dress.

The airport, low-cut outfits, paired together, it was simply a horror movie.

In front of her, it was loose and empty, letting the wind pass through as one walked, completely devoid of any sense of beauty.

Especially her waist, relatively speaking, was too thick, stretching the seams of the outfit. Behind her waist, a slit had even been stretched open, which she herself hadn't noticed.

Pennie also vaguely realized that the outfit she was wearing didn't seem to have the effect she had imagined.

However, as the old saying goes, "Clothes make the man, gold makes the Buddha." With such beautiful clothes on, if Pennie wasn't beautiful, she'd eat shit!

With this thought, Pennie's confidence swelled in an instant. As she walked past Penelope, she even arrogantly puffed out her chest.

Penelope had a bewildered look on her face, "No breasts, and then suddenly there were?"

"Mr. Murray, thank you, thank you for giving me such beautiful clothes," Pennie fully utilized her sweet advantage, looking at Everett with a radiant smile as she spoke.

She turned her face and gracefully walked up to Kemp, step by step, as if lotuses were blooming under her feet. She spread her arms, presenting her beauty more effectively in front of him.

"Kemp, what do you think of this outfit? Did I look good in it?"

Kemp had no reaction whatsoever.

Watching Pennie slowly approaching him, Kemp was lost in thought.

He couldn't help but wonder, what kind of sight it would be if this outfit were worn by Penelope.

Penelope's figure was completely different from Pennie's.

Simply put, Pennie's figure was the same thickness from top to bottom. Although she was rather petite, her waist was really thick, with absolutely no waistline.

Because of her figure, there were no curves to be seen, and from the side, she somewhat resembled a washboard.

And Penelope...

Penelope's skeleton was really small, she was really thin too.

But that person, who was clearly so thin, had areas that were not small at all where they should be.

Nor would he be like Pennie, a complete buffoon.

Kemp squinted slightly, the Pennie in front of him seemed to gradually transform into the figure of Penelope, with a robust waist that could be grasped with one hand. The clothes she wore were no longer loose and saggy, but bloomed in front of him like the most beautiful youth.

And he, like countless midnight dreams, could hold her waist and go wild without restraint.

"Kemp, say something! Do I look good in this dress or not?" Not getting a response from Kemp, Pennie couldn't help but ask him again.

As she lifted her face, she met Kemp's eyes, filled with fascination.

In his eyes, boundless heat waves and the deepest sentiments were surging, causing Pennie to uncontrollably blush.

Alright, no need for his answer anymore. He was looking at her, so fascinated. It would be strange if he didn't find her attractive!

Thought, just to hold him like this, kissing him, never letting go for a lifetime.

"Kemp...."

Her vermilion lips slightly parted, as if to speak yet refraining, her eyes shimmering with an eternal, unchanging infatuation.

Just as Pennie was about to wrap her arms around Kemp's neck, to show off their affection in front of Penelope, Kemp's cold, domineering voice, filled with intense fear of loss, resonated by Pennie's lips.

"Penelope, you were mine!"

Whoosh...

Pennie turned pale.

She stared at Kemp in front of her in disbelief, she would never have dared to think that he would mistake her for Penelope, and in front of so many people no less!

Where could Pennie put her face because of this!

"Huh!" Zackary's face was as cold as ice. So, Kemp spent all day holding other women, fantasizing about Penelope?!

Hearing Zackary's voice full of mockery, Kemp finally regained his senses. Seeing that the woman in front of him was not Penelope, he subconsciously pushed her. Pennie, unprepared, fell clumsily to the ground.

"Kemp, it hurts..." Pennie was both aggrieved and embarrassed, her eyes filled with tears as she looked at Kemp. "Kemp, are you feeling unwell somewhere? Why are you treating me like this?!"