Chapter 52 Penelope, nothing is more disgusting than you pretending to be innocent!

With a bend of her leg, Penelope heavily knelt on the ground. The moment her clothes ripped apart, she felt as if her body had also shattered into countless pieces, each inch piercing her heart, blood dripping profusely, completely submerging the last ray of light in her heart.

That night, an unprecedented humiliation, it was not until the first ray of morning light pierced through the curtains that Zackary finally let her go.

He got out of bed, dressed in a black, handcrafted, high-end tailored suit. His posture was upright, like a tall and slender bamboo, and also like a sturdy pine in the distance, overlooking the world, unparalleled in his nobility.

And she, however, was curled up in bed in a state of disarray, like an ant being stepped on, no matter how hard she struggled, once someone stepped on her, she could no longer turn over.

Just as Zackary was about to leave, he glanced down and suddenly noticed a striking smear of red on the bedsheet.

Upon seeing that touch of red, a sudden surge of ferocity flashed across his clear and handsome eyes.

He stepped forward, almost viciously gripping Penelope's neck, "Penelope, you're really something!"

"Repair that membrane?! You just love playing innocent in front of men, don't you?! Penelope, you really can do any despicable thing to hook a man!"

Penelope closed her eyes wearily, she didn't explain herself.

Because what Zackary said was true, she did indeed have surgery yesterday. She had that minor surgery in order to qualify for the auction of the first dance, to appear innocent in front of men.

"Speak!"

"Mr. Spencer, what did you want me to say?"

Penelope slowly opened her eyes, those once unparalleled, sparkling orbs, now only left with desolation.

"Which hospital did I have my surgery at yesterday, you ask? You think I had that surgery just to make the man who took my virginity believe it was my first time? Mr. Spencer, I have nothing to say to you. You're right, for money, I could do anything despicable."

"Penelope!"

Zackary suddenly exerted force on his hand, almost snapping Penelope's neck.

Although Penelope was so distressed that she could hardly breathe, she had endured it so many times that she really didn't feel the pain anymore.

She curled her lips, her arched eyebrows filled with a heavy sense of world-weariness and self-mockery, "Mr. Spencer, don't forget to transfer the money to Sunlight Snow as soon as possible! I'm still waiting for my share!"

Hearing her mention money over and over, Zackary was so furious that he gritted his teeth in hatred. He stared intently at Penelope, his crimson eyes seeming as if they wanted to turn the world into a river of blood.

Suddenly, he moved his lips, "Penelope, on the night of your eighteenth birthday, you also made up for it, didn't you?!"

"I had thought that you, once upon a time, were so pure. Turns out, you were just pretending to be innocent!"

Originally, Penelope's little face was already quite pale, but after hearing Zackary's words, her face turned even paler, as white as paper.

Due to extreme humiliation, her lips were so distressed that they uncontrollably trembled.

She never imagined that he would doubt her like this!

On the night of her eighteenth birthday, she gave herself to him, clean and joyful. It was also that night that she conceived Ethan.

She thought, with the man she loved the most, for the rest of her life, they would depend on each other in life and death.

She hadn't expected that such sincere and passionate love, in his eyes, was her pretending to be innocent.

That kind of sadness, so intense it could almost kill a person, hadn't even had a chance to subside when she heard Zackary's emotionless voice again.

"Penelope, the most disgusting thing I, Zackary, have ever done in my life was being with you!"

Penelope, the most disgusting thing I, Zackary, have ever done in my life was being with you...

Zackary had already let go of her neck, resolutely leaving the room, but Penelope was still so upset that she couldn't breathe.

Zack, how did I manage to disgust you so much!

But Zack, no matter how much I disgusted you, loving you was the most lingering warmth in my life, Penelope.

Just, I won't love you anymore in the future, because I love you too much, so, I can't bear to continue to disgust you.

Penelope curled up in the corner, hugging herself tightly. She didn't know if it was because of the pain or the cold, but her body kept shaking incessantly. No matter what she did, she couldn't make herself feel even slightly comfortable.

Just bear with it a little longer and it will be fine.

Penelope kept telling herself in her mind.

Just a little longer, she could get the money, rescue Ethan from the hands of those kidnappers. Just a little longer, she could accompany Ethan through the surgery. From then on, she would fade away from the mundane world, her Ethan, healthy and safe, would have a smooth life.

Penelope's eyelids were constantly battling, but it was her strong belief that kept her from falling in this bleak morning.

She picked up the clothes that had fallen on the ground. The clothes were torn to shreds and could not be worn anymore.

Fortunately, there was a brand new set of spare casual clothes in the room. Although the size was not quite right, wearing them could always cover those unspeakable humiliations.

After getting dressed and simply tidying herself up, Penelope discovered that her bank card had already received a large transfer.

Ten million.

Zackary spent a hundred million on her first dance, but only ten percent ended up in her hands.

The loss from Sunlight Snow was too severe, a whopping ninety million was lost for no reason. Penelope was truly heartbroken. However, this ten million was enough to save Ethan.

After calling the kidnappers and confirming that they were in front of the cliff in Mount South, she didn't dare to delay. She grabbed her bank card and rushed towards Mount South.

When Penelope arrived at the Mount South, it was nearly noon. A tall and burly man was waiting for her at the foot of the mountain.

As soon as he saw her, he approached her aggressively and blurted out, "Where's the bank card?! We need to check the bank card first!"

Of course, Penelope was not willing to hand over her bank card first. She looked at him with a wary face, "I need to see Ethan first! I can't give you my bank card unless I'm sure Ethan is safe and sound!"

"What, you still want to negotiate terms with me?!" The man sneered disdainfully, "Let me tell you, you have absolutely no qualifications to negotiate terms with me!"

"Hand over the bank card! Otherwise, I'll call right now and have the people on the mountain tear up the tickets!"

Penelope's heart pounded wildly, she knew this man was not joking with her. She gripped the bank card in her hand tightly, not wanting to lose her last bargaining chip, but she couldn't gamble with Ethan's life.

"Bring it here! If you behave, I promise that kid will be alive and kicking. Otherwise, you'll be picking up his corpse!"

Seeing the man pull out his phone to call his companion, Penelope no longer dared to disobey his orders. She quickly handed him her bank card.

The man held a POS machine in his hand. After confirming that Penelope hadn't tricked him, he grabbed Penelope's arm, shoved her into the van, and took her up the mountain with him.

On the edge of the cliff, Penelope finally saw Ethan. However, she never expected that there would also be two other people there who she could not have anticipated.

Zackary, Lola.