Chapter 110 Who Allowed You to Touch Her!

"Bang!"

Like a fist forged from steel, it slammed hard into Kemp's face. The next second, Zackary had Kemp pinned against a table nearby.

"Who allowed you to touch her!"

Zackary's eyes were bloodshot, like a fierce beast whose territory had been invaded. He clenched his fist and slammed it hard into Kemp's face again, "Speak! Who allowed you to touch her!"

On Kemp's face, there was still a coldness akin to cold jade. He casually wiped the blood from the corner of his lips, standing upright with an elegant and noble demeanor.

"My own lover, I touch whenever I want, what's it to you, Mr. Spencer!"

Lover?!

The crimson in Zackary's eyes spread more intensely, such a bright color, yet it carried a desolate chill where not a blade of grass could grow.

When did this woman become Kemp's lover again?!

Yes, it was not surprising that she, who was known for being promiscuous and flirtatious, became Kemp's lover.

Just as Zackary was about to tear his gaze away from Penelope's infuriating face, he noticed a small patch of blood by the wooden bed.

Staring intently at that small patch of blood, he was almost about to bore a hole there with his gaze.

This shameless woman, she actually went and had that kind of surgery again just to please Kemp?!

She was clearly dirty and cheap, yet she insisted on pretending to be pure. How could there be such a disgusting woman in the world?!

It was laughable that he was so anxious for this woman, mobilizing all his subordinates, searching the entire city, even going so far as to ask his elder brother Dylan for help, all just to locate her possibly already destroyed phone.

And then?

She was not in danger at all, but was having a passionate time with her sugar daddy in the middle of nowhere!

Yes, it was right next to her sugar daddy's villa!

They didn't do it in the villa, but chose to do it in the wilderness. Their taste is really unique!

Perhaps the sounds she made on the phone just now were also some pleas for mercy that she couldn't help but cry out during her intense moments with Kemp!

So freaking disgusting!

Zackary's eyes grew redder and redder, as if the small patch of blood by the wooden bed had seeped into his pupils.

His gaze slowly moved from the small patch of blood to Penelope's face, his voice laced with a deep sarcasm, "Penelope, you're really something!"

Penelope knew that Zackary must have misunderstood her ambiguous relationship with Kemp again.

It was said that the way she just behaved with Kemp could easily lead to misunderstandings.

However, she did nothing wrong, she was guiltless.

If it had been in the past, Penelope might have explained to Zackary, but now, it really wasn't necessary anymore.

For those who believed in you, you didn't need to explain, they would trust you unconditionally. For those who couldn't give you a shred of trust, even if you exhausted your words, they would only have doubts about you.

I really didn't want to, it felt like playing the lute to a cow.

Penelope grabbed her coat, roughly draped it over herself, and spoke without expression, "Mr. Spencer, think whatever you like, it's none of my business."

None of her business?!

What a thing that had nothing to do with her!

Zackary was already furious, and upon hearing her words that clearly drew a line between them, he wished he could wring her neck.

He stepped forward, just about to rudely grab her neck, to tell her, dreaming of severing ties with him.

Before he could make a move, Kemp had already stood in front of her.

Kemp had a gentle outline, but when he turned cold, the aura he exuded was not much less than Zackary's.

Two evenly matched men, standing together, were an invisible competition.

Ignoring the anger flaring in Zackary's eyes, Kemp spoke indifferently, "Mr. Spencer, you indeed meddle too much! Who I support is none of your business, Mr. Spencer!"

"Support?" Zackary suddenly laughed. However, his laughter was even more gloomy and terrifying than when he was not laughing.

"Pardon my ignorance, but in all my years, I, Zackary, have never heard of a woman being kept by multiple men!"

"Mr. Spencer, what did you mean by that?!"

"Sunlight Snow, I am her honored guest!" With just one sentence, Zackary had already declared his sovereignty.

Kemp's face slightly changed, he had never imagined that Penelope had actually been to Sunlight Snow, and even sold herself to Zackary!

She was Zackary's love of his life, yet she flaunted her affection with Lyman, repeatedly seducing him. He couldn't believe that there could be such an unscrupulous woman in the world!

Perhaps, the four men who were just chased away by him were also lured here by her, weren't they?!

The ladies of Lust Club were all more noble and pure than her!

It was so damn dirty!

Wealthy and prestigious men, to varying degrees, all have some form of obsession with cleanliness. Kemp really didn't want to share a filthy woman with other men. However, what infuriated him even more was that, even knowing that this woman in his bed had been with countless men and was unclean, he still didn't want to let go just like that.

He kept telling himself that he didn't want to let go, not because he cared about Penelope, but simply because her face was too perfect for romance.

He might, accustomed to being vegetarian, suddenly wanted some excitement.

"Mr. Spencer, how much did you spend?!" Kemp's voice paused slightly, but it carried a hint of fierce determination, "I will compensate Mr. Spencer's loss twofold!"

Zackary was so angry that his eyelids were twitching. See, this woman's act of innocence really worked, making Kemp treat her like a treasure!

Suppressing the urge to crush this woman, Zackary spoke with a cold detachment, "You're overthinking, I, Zackary, am not even interested in your money!"

Just as Kemp was about to continue this emotional battle, his cell phone rang.

As soon as he saw that the incoming call was from Pennie, he quickly answered, "Pennie, what's up?"

"Kemp, I had a fever, I felt so bad."

Kemp's brow furrowed, "Penny, I'm on my way!"

After hanging up the phone, Kemp didn't bother to argue about anything anymore. He gave Penelope a cold glance and quickly walked towards the outside of the wooden house.

Anyway, Penelope had the intention to throw herself at him, she became his secret lover, it was only a matter of time!

Penelope really felt that her body was incredibly disobedient. Despite her current embarrassing predicament, she had just been drowsy and almost fell asleep again.

In a state of half sleep and half wakefulness, she only felt a pain in her chin. As she lifted her eyelids, she met Zackary's eyes, filled with overwhelming anger.

Boundless rage gradually transformed into a chilling sarcasm, "Ha! Penelope, what's the point of pretending to be innocent?! No matter how much you pretend, in Kemp's heart, you are nothing more than a shameful secret!"

"Compared to his woman Pennie, you were nothing!"

Penelope was extremely tired, she really didn't want to argue with Zackary. She turned her face to one side, numbly responding, "Mr. Spencer, even if I'm nothing, it's none of your business!"

"Penelope!"

Zackary was so angry that he wanted to wreak havoc, but he couldn't bear to actually kill Penelope.

He could only vent his anger, fiercely kicking the ground.

With a kick, he noticed a black Canon SLR at his feet.